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It was a snowed-in weekend, and the world outside our little kitchen window looked like a snow globe—soft, white, and quiet. After shoveling the walkway

Earlier this spring, after spending a weekend helping clean up the community gardens behind our local library, a group of us volunteers decided to meet

I first shared these Cheesy Chicken Crescent Rolls with a sweet older gentleman I met at the community library’s Thursday potluck. Mr. Granger, retired postmaster

I met Mrs. Della on a breezy autumn afternoon, right outside a church in a little farming town I’d stopped in during my fall road

We met Jack years ago at the community garden, he’s a retired trucker with a sun-faded cap and a deep love for grilling. He doesn’t