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In the infusion clinic where I go every week for chemotherapy treatments, the IV pumps sound three notes when they need attention. And thankfully, those three notes have conjured not just one but two stories in my mind.
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On a recent Saturday morning, while it was still sort of cool, we did a little weeding in the back yard. LeAnn attacked the flower beds while I focused on our pea gravel pathway, where Bermuda grass grows better than in the actual lawn. There, among the round and colorless gravel, I found a quarter-sized chunk of Sunset Red granite.
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How was your Fourth of July celebration? We had a great lunch with our mothers at our house — hot dogs and all the fixins — and then we opted to stay home and watch the annual “Capitol Fourth” concert on PBS. But then we did go out and sit on the porch for a while to watch our neighborhood fireworks. “Ah, Sweet Freedom!” is what we might say at a moment like that, but instead we were marveling at how people deliberately ignore the rules, because the fireworks we saw and heard were totally illegal.
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