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Tag Archives: Christmas
Snow came the night we reached Shenandoah in late December of 1968 after driving night and day from Southern California to make it while there was still time. It lay shining on the fields in the light of a full moon, glistening on … Continue reading
Imagine yourself as fresh to the world as Adam or Eve. What a wondrous place you inhabit, full of beauty and mystery. Like a child, you wander free, examining every thing, curious about every leaf and insect, rock and rivulet. … Continue reading