Fall in the White Mountains

Even though I'm still mourning my boy, I have been out shooting.  Partly it takes my mind off him (which I stupidly feel guilt over), but mostly I'm glad I can.  The health crisis I came though only had one stage of cure/recovery, but could have had two, the second of which would have totally... Continue Reading →

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