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Make These Stones Live

We crested the hill in the cool mountain air. Unseasonable weather called for a toboggan in the normally warm climate. I left mine at home. Four-wheel low was a must as the roads are largely dirt and rock.

The old cinder block building sat vacant. For twenty years the … Continue reading

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Friday Photo – Village View

We stood nearly breathless. Not from the altitude. It was the view. When we consider what we have and don’t have, not many of us look our across the way and take in a vista like this. Beauty.

Bill, Consuelo, and Dolores took us to the village about which … Continue reading

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