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Uncle Mark

by piersonpflieger

Through his grizzled beard, “Mary says I need to work on my people skills. I don’t know- maybe I do.” His relentlessly youthful eyes know when the sap will run. His sense of the woods is deep. His thick gnarled hands can take nature and find its art. The deep lines on his face map a life well lived.
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May 3, 2014
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#life#nature#family#lessons
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