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		<title>On Golden Sands by a Silver Sea&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Fried green tomatoes and Oysters Rockefeller. Shrimp and grits for supper and beignets for breakfast. Jazz, Southern-style, and a full moon over Moon River.


A blessed sojourn on an Island that love has made our own and  which never fails to restore our souls. Cat naps in patches of sunlight like golden wine to our winter-weary [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/03/08/on-golden-sands-by-a-silver-sea/</link>
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		<title>He calls them by name</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The one thing that people invariably ask me when they see my sheep for the first time is, “Can you really tell them apart?”
I never cease to be amazed and tickled by this. It’s like asking the mother of a blonde-haired brood if she really knows who’s who. I want to laugh out loud and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/03/01/he-calls-them-by-name/</link>
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		<title>The Last of the Amazons</title>
		<description><![CDATA[I could tell by the tone of my mother&#8217;s voice that something had happened&#8211;even over the phone I sensed the gentle sadness&#8211;and I knew with a pang of kindred sorrow what it was. Aunt Ruth had died.
Quietly, my mother told me, in her sleep. 104 years old and the last of my grandmother&#8217;s sisters. The [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/02/22/the-last-of-the-amazons/</link>
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		<title>Touch Hands!</title>
		<description><![CDATA[February 12, 2010
The phone calls started the night before and continued into the morning:
“Are you going?”
“Do you think the roads will be safe?”
“What does your husband say? What does your mother say?”
I had been watching the weather forecasts just as intently as everyone else. And I was just as torn up about it. Any other [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/02/14/touch-hands/</link>
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		<title>Teacups and Paintbrushes</title>
		<description><![CDATA[January 12, 2008
Last week my sister-in-law had two of my friends and me for lunch. It had been arranged before Christmas, a flurry of emails having saved and secured the date, but as I set out on that dour January morning, it seemed to me that the timing of our little gathering was exquisitely providential. [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/02/08/teacups-and-paintbrushes/</link>
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		<title>Face Down</title>
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And Ezra blessed the LORD, the great God, and all the people answered, &#8220;Amen, Amen,&#8221; lifting up their hands. And they bowed their heads and worshiped the LORD with their faces to the ground.
Nehemiah 8:6
I was a Christian, and I was a dancer. A ballerina, as I liked to avow with all the solemnity of [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/02/01/face-down/</link>
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		<title>A Fragrant Kindness</title>
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Your lovely, lovely words and comments have been a strong cup of grace to me this week. I have read and cherished every one&#8211;smiled at some; brimmed with tears over others. I don&#8217;t know what to say in response to your generous kindness but thank you. I am overwhelmed. God bless you all&#8230;
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		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/01/28/a-fragrant-kindness/</link>
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		<title>Cloud Castles</title>
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If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them.
Henry David Thoreau
I have always been a dreamer. When I was a child in school I was constantly being called down in class for staring out of the window, chin [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/01/25/cloud-castles/</link>
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		<title>Lark Rise to Candleford</title>
		<description><![CDATA[The hamlet stood on a gentle rise in the flat, wheat-growing  north-east corner of Oxfordshire. We will call it Lark Rise because of the great number of skylarks which made the surrounding fields their springboard and nested on the bare earth between the rows of green corn&#8230;
Thus opens Flora Thompson&#8217;s gentle masterpiece of rural life [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/01/21/lark-rise-to-candleford/</link>
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		<title>Going to London to see the Queen&#8230;</title>
		<description><![CDATA[Well, we may not have been able to travel to London with my parents this past week, but we did get to take a little vicarious flight of fancy via a really good film. It&#8217;s a delight&#8211;and such a gift of the modern age&#8211;to see beautiful things reproduced on the canvas of a screen, and [...]]]></description>
		<link>http://laniersbooks.com/2010/01/18/going-to-london-to-see-the-queen/</link>
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