The pruned and formed grass in the backyard melds perfectly with mounds of evergreen trees. This year, forest fires threaten to destroy the bridges we built last winter with ease. Over wine, by the fireplace, we revealed our dreams. We held faith in prayer for a better tomorrow, smoldering inside, encouraging us to survive and to be noticed in each other’s eyes.

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