Can she see me?
No, not that discovery. Sorry.
This little guy surprised me. He was hiding under a basket. Sort of in plain sight. Like the chest?I think he would have turned green if he’d had time.
Check out the toes. Do they remind you of a certain bronze jar?
(Somewhat) Daily News from the World of Literary Nonfiction
Edgar County Watchdogs
I used to think that I had an answer to everything and wished that people would ask me the questions. Now, as I find myself aging, I know I don't have any answers and hope that people don't ask me any questions. .
peace, poesis & wild holy earth
The Lerner Blog
A Forrest Fenn treasure quest
Searching For Forrest Fenn's Treasure
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Journeys Inspired by The Thrill of the Chase
"Something hidden. Go and find it. Go and look behind the Ranges." - Rudyard Kipling
The more we know the more we notice.
Notes on Seeing, Reading & Writing, Living & Loving in The North
Random Ramblings of a guy named Ricky
