Walking under mossy boughs, mud and tree roots tangle our feet along the edge of Duck Creek. Despite the roar of the run off, a breath of peace captivates our ever-teeming brains. Then it’s back to work …
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Walking under mossy boughs, mud and tree roots tangle our feet along the edge of Duck Creek. Despite the roar of the run off, a breath of peace captivates our ever-teeming brains. Then it’s back to work …