It's a dreary, bleary day here in
Summersville. The
wind is blowing, drying up last night's rainfall. The
clouds hang ominously low,
threatening to drop a load of snow in the middle
of this valley. Meanwhile, I
sit comfortably in front of my computer
watching the world walk
by.
A New Year is almost here, folks, and you know what that means! We get to live it all over again...again!
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