It's just nineteen miles from our little old cabin to the county seat, but a striking season's change in elevation. From our autumnal valley, you have to climb 1600 feet high over a ridge, today still dressed every inch in snow. Autumn, dressed as winter wonderland, for Halloween.
This is my bit of a blog. Rambling words about rambling days. No focus and nothing ambitious. I seem to write most about local color, nature, and animals, and there is an incomplete chunk about my road trips of 2011.
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