“We need to do something different for a change,” I yawned one lazy Saturday morning.
“Let’s go to Chattanooga,” said my honey. I knew he was referring to the Aquarium. 553 more words
We started out at about 10.10 am with the weather dry and cloudy. We saw what we thought was Samphire in flower (turns out it was Hottentot Fig!) as well as a funny little pale blue hare bell, which we couldn’t identify at the time but Hilary has since found out is Spring Squill : 777 more words
The Coming Storm at Great Divide Basin
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