Over the long weekend I visited Valley Forge National Historical Park. I managed to stumble
upon a wee cabin that reminded me so much o' my home with Claire on Fraser's Ridge. How I miss that place with the smell of burning firewood, manure, wet grass and wildflowers. It was a private and safe place for us an' the bairns... one I spent many a waking moments trying to perfect an' grow. Albeit it is more convenient in my wee community here (I regret that I will not announce where I have landed as of yet..... too many bampots aboot!)... what with the running water an' the like... but I miss the Ridge some fierce.
Photo Credit: Debra Anne Watson
Photo Credit: Debra Anne Watson
Photo Credit: Debra Anne Watson
Photo Credit: Debra Anne Watson
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