Show me the money
Today, I write abut my fear of change, share a recipe for peach cobbler, and a high-summer market haul.
I fear change. This, I grant you, is an odd confession from someone who two years ago walked into our cool, tiled hallway for the first time and, within seconds, had mentally abandoned her London house, her London life, to live in this village on the water. What I’m describing here though is not an antipathy for alterin…
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