Stinker and I walk around the pond in the evening after supper. I walk, he runs, romps, hides in the grass... stops to ponder a splash... hmmm, I wonder if it's bigger'n me... Surely is a lot more peaceful than last night!
A Farewell
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Those who know me well can bear witness to my intention to continue to
write novels based on Addie’s life, beginning shortly after her divorce in
1869, u...
A momma and a daughter, 335 miles apart, snapping photos on (at least) the 25th of each month. We mostly shoot Nikon, but also have some Canon and Olympus thrown in for good measure.
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