Category Archives: The Vignettes

This path contains scenes (or short stories, or parables) from my walk with my very best Friend

Indian Summer

Posted on November 4, 2011 by Tim

It was a crisp autumn day with a crystal clear blue sky.  The sun was bright enough to hurt your eyes if you looked anywhere in its general direction.  If the whole impression could be caught in a picture, that … Continue reading →

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