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Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer  Early afternoon light dims beneath the gray underbelly of an approaching storm and thunder rolls from one side of the river valley to the other. Twenty minutes later, “… the rains are over and gone….the cooing of doves is heard in our land” (Song of

By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer When my youngest granddaughter was a toddler, I watched her one day each week. She slowed me down, thank God. She drew my focus to tiny hands, the floor I thought was clean, the lower shelves of my bookcase. She forced me to look