Good Morning, Murder!
On this brilliant, but cold mid-January Sunday morning, the side of the manse looking back toward the forest and down the slope to the watershed of Olde Creek [the extra e, not a personal affectation] was filled with dozens of…
On this brilliant, but cold mid-January Sunday morning, the side of the manse looking back toward the forest and down the slope to the watershed of Olde Creek [the extra e, not a personal affectation] was filled with dozens of…