Natalie Goes Back
She stood at the top of the mound, gazing across the meadow, to the line of trees. A magnificent line of giant Cottonwoods, standing all in a row, these graceful grey sentinels held a quiet wisdom, she mused. Under her feet encased a mystery she had yet to unravel. Turning back towards her Range Rover, bending down she gathered up her finds, and made her … Continue reading Natalie Goes Back