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My Father’s Mug

My father opened his apartment door and held out a coffee mug. “It’s a beautiful cup!” he said. “You need to take it.” I wheeled my suitcase into the guest room. “Take the cup!” he said, following behind. I told … Continue reading

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Mini Makeover: Flower Edition

Arrange your flowers in anything but a vase: Go through your pantry and find pitchers, a tureen, a mug, a teacup.

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