Tag Archives: St. Lawrence River

sweet apple

This time of year, the orchards are selling their wonderful treats. In our part of the country, it’s fresh aromatic apples. (#958) Continue reading

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concert

I took a run down the river to the marina to store the boat for the winter. (#949) Continue reading

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echoes

Beautiful memories can be terrifying. (#931) Continue reading

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