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Fond Farewell

We pulled up, looked around and found we had Joshua’s Marina almost to ourselves. “That super high river has this area all fouled up,” Pelayo said. “Look at that — water’s even dirty way up here by the marina.[…]

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Miserable March?

Miserable March! I call it the bipolar month, the manic-depressive month and the month that just can’t make up its mind. March can’t seem to decide if it wants to be spring or winter, so it teases us with a little of both.[…]