In downsizing to a remote fishing village in Downeast Maine, this eclectic writer is discovering a delightful new world.
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Just ran across your blog. I had to laugh. Very common here in Arkansas to smell a skunk outside the dark window in our area.
Just ran across your blog. I had to laugh. Very common here in Arkansas to smell a skunk outside the dark window in our area.
My turn to laugh!
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