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Healing Springs Frigid water. Clear, icy cold water spilling across the rocks, pooled in a smooth nature-made basin just waiting for the thirsty to come and drink. That was what was known as the healing springs. As a child, my interest in the spring water wasn’t medicinal. It was the simple delight of plunging hot, … More Healing Springs
Lessons from a Grape On a sunny afternoon, I watched a precious little boy with cherub-chubby cheeks bite into the first of the grapes that were in his container. His lips smacked as he enjoyed the sweetness of the grape. About the time that he reached for the second grape, his face screwed into a … More Lessons from a Grape
Containers Spilling out of the mountain, the clear, frigid water pooled at the base of the rocks in a natural basin that had been worn smooth by centuries of swiftly flowing water. Locally, this spring was said to have healing properties, and because of it, people came not just to drink, but to bottle up … More Containers
