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Moon over the Moors

Seams of fog drifting in the low glow of dusk bring a surreal change, making northeast Kansas seem like Scotland. Continue reading

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Indian Summer

One way of feeling more grown up is doing the work of grown-ups. Funny how the privileges are more appealing than the responsibilities, eh? Continue reading

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The Long Way Home

You would be something of a rarity in our society if you’ve never heard someone say, “They don’t build them like they used to.” Continue reading

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