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It fit my mood, an overcast morning forecasted to deteriorate into heavy rain with flash flooding. Bobbie and I ease  into Greenwood Ceme...

Though it's only been a short while since I graced (or fouled) these BCB pages, it suddenly feels like we live in an entirely differ...

Post gold rush days, a wild-eyed movement that pointed easterners westward in search of riches, perhaps today's most precious vanish...

As with automobiles and Indiana Jones, it's not the years so much as the mileage.

The water looked so inviting. But, as we all know, "looks" can be deceiving. Belying the lake and landscape's superficia...

Those who take no lessons from hindsight are doomed to repeat stupid mistakes.

Couldn't have asked for a better day to squeeze in one last romp in waist-deep snow. Well, waist deep for Kelli, that is.