Slaying Dragons - Molly Cooper Steere

I am exhausted from warding off postpartum depression.   Every day I get out of bed, sword drawn, ready to slay the dragon of depression.  I fight it off with great energy in the morning, but when darkness falls, the dragon is pretty much singeing my eyebrows with his breath.   (If you’re wondering about the whole dragon thing… I like making myself sound like a medieval warrior fighting fantastical

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Christmas Tree Hunting - Molly Steere

I grew up on the other side of the mountains but my two sets of grandparents lived in Ardenvoir and Chelan, so we’d always drive over here for Christmas.  My favorite holiday tradition was going “tree hunting”.  We’d all pile into Grandpa Chuck’s pickup (before those pesky seatbelt laws made it illegal to fit as many people as possible into the cab of a truck) and head up random logging roads searching for the perfect tree.

In my family, a perfect tree was defined as  a) having at least five branches so the

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