A scant 24 hours ago, we had been in a foreign country, although it is difficult to call Nova Scotia a “foreign country.”
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Afoot in the Flatirons
Like Brigadoon, Boulder is stuck in time. Citizens are peaceful, wait for the walk light at intersections, and recycle for the good of mother earth.
Africa by Duffel Bag
“How about an African safari?!” challenged the auctioneer. I smiled, home free. Herself was strictly a first-world enthusiast, favoring toilets that worked, old world charm, and cultures with a romance language.
Marshall Craig 