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Salem Centre, March 2021Myra crossed from the cruise ship, Wendi, to the sand-covered docks of Salem’s busiest port. There were tens of boats here, some coming others going, while some just docked at the bay. Small swallows were searching the cloudless sky, dovetailed cuckoos diving for fish, and some pink-billed (more…)
Sometimes the rains come in April, filling the millions of crevices that the earth had opened, dying of thirst. Then thousands of seeds buried beneath the surface, burst to life, flooding the air with their sweet fragrances. Yet, always on the first day of May, as if nature had its (more…)
