Birds chirping. Creek water flowing. Walking stick. I hiked Fairfield Bay’s trails. Saw nature for real. Smelled the tree leaves – and my own sweat. Not a book in sight. As Indiana Jones told his…
Birds chirping. Creek water flowing. Walking stick. I hiked Fairfield Bay’s trails. Saw nature for real. Smelled the tree leaves – and my own sweat. Not a book in sight. As Indiana Jones told his…