Til the Last Hemlock Dies
Musings on genre writing, waterfall wandering, and peak bagging in the South's wilderness areas.
Saturday, August 27, 2011
My Cat
Sophie may be strange, but she's my cat. It's a rare moment that she is not somewhere near me when I'm at home. Poor critter.
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