In case you were wondering…while James and I were visiting our friend at her horse barn, a neighbor drove up to ask Miss Susan for some advice about the little two month old deer he and his wife were fostering. What struck me was how…
Even high in the mountains, with nothing around for miles and miles, something bad happens. Dead at the welcome center. Probably a speeding car or truck. I have never seen a blue bird up close and would rather have never seen one like this. The…
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