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Yay for me. Maybe 2020 hasn’t been a total loss. According to WP, I’ve been blogging for 7 years. In some ways, it seems like I just started blogging yesterday; but sometimes it feels like I’ve been on WP forever. … Continue reading
Not really. We only went 15 miles from home (but still “away”). It was spur of the moment. The household chores had been completed, and we just felt like taking a drive. Chestnut Ridge Park is only a 30-40 minute … Continue reading
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Print by Ruane Manning – see note at bottom of post The scream reverberating from the next room at Big Meadows Lodge woke me from a sound sleep. Somehow I just knew that…