no one suspects the butterfly...

In retelling my journeys, as in making them, I do not know how to stop -- Rousseau

6.05.2005

One more final and then Home! Woot!
Love to all!

2 Comments:

At 6:56 PM, Blogger Tracy said...

It is called Dead Cow Road because there were free roaming cows on it for years. Their dead bodies would always be rotting on the sides of the roads - nobody picked them up and many ppl (& cows) died on it. With the development there are fewer dead cows out there now but its still a problem at night, the cows are practically invisible.

 
At 4:32 PM, Blogger NPH said...

Beth! It was so good seeing you last weekend. Did you make it home ok? Love&Hugs, Kelly

 

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