A Walk in the Woods
By Judy Berman Autumn leaves litter the rich, dark-brown dirt paths. Maple leaves fall lazily to the forest floor. The crisp, cool autumn air clears my foggy brain and dying leaves cruelly remind me...
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By Judy Berman Our footfalls gave us away. Moments after we entered the woods, we saw a mother doe and her fawn leap off the path and bound out of sight. It’s just the beginning of a 3-mile trail thru...
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