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The Quarry – a childhood memoir

The abandoned rock quarry was our playground. Its horseshoe shape looked as if a giant had scooped it out of the hillside with a soup ladle. While I was able to scramble up the low rocky side, near the quarry entrance, in just a few minutes, it took my older brother twenty minutes to climb [...]

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Whitefish River – a dribbling prose

The village of Hymers is very small. Far from the city, it nests, snug into surrounding lands of field and forest, tucked down into the Whitefish River valley. The County Museum (open on Tuesdays) was built of sturdy stone. Being old and worn and ready to rest its feet among the rusting farm machinery of [...]

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The Water Kelpie Arises…

Wherever slowly moving rivers wind their ways, banks bound by ancient willow roots, wherever the ribbon weed waves idly on the surface, in time to the river’s flow, and deceitful of the depth of the black water, the water kelpie thrives. Sit on the rushy bank; admire the gold and the blue iris at the [...]

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