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Went for a walk today at Dad's, trying to be very quiet so the deer wouldn't hear me. I'm almost sure I heard gunshots but dad says it's only bow season...
The dead tree, the path marker.
Don't the power lines have a certain charm to them now that they never had when we were young? What is that about?
Astorino's!
the house from up on the sheep hill