Peace is found solely in the here and now. He mentioned Clara tenderly, describing how she had crafted every nook of Ashwood, how they nurtured it side by side until she departed three years back, and how the garden continues to honor her memory.
📻Preserving Berries in the Cold These berries come from the wild woods. Clara pauses briefly, then grins, “Last week, I stumbled upon something in my yard—a cache of letters that once belonged to the former homeowner, Mrs. Henderson. They were penned to her betrothed, who per