Previously published in the Hughson Chronicle-Denair Dispatch.
Driving home from San Francisco I listened to a CD my husband burned for me when we were dating. 632 more words
A few more photos from the trip to Capon Springs. Here is the spring house. The sign above the door says, “Capon Springs – called by local Indian tribes Cape-Cape-pe-pon (the healing waters) rises through 1600 feet of rock, the last 300 feet being sandstone-a natural filter. 81 more words