The Gift of the Unexpected Gift
"Base Camp" Meadow Garden

The Gift of the Unexpected Gift

One afternoon this week, I opened the front door of our 1800’s log home (our previous full time residence) in Old Salem and to my surprise found an arranged bouquet of freshly cut zinnia’s on our granite front steps. Totally unexpected, no predisposing circumstances or situation to our knowledge which would have precipitated such a generous act. There was no note. We were saturated with a sense of wonder as to who may have left…

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