Today is Mother’s Day. It is sunny and warm, just right to enjoy the garden. All those glorious spring flowers! I remember how in 1944, during our flight to freedom in WW ll, I was looking for flowers to give  my mother. I was seven years old then. All around me was just ruins and scorched trees. The meadows had been turned into small volcanos, instead of lava, smoke and debris kept coming up  after the powerful blasts. All seemed…..

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