I don't mind mornings, I just wish they'd happen later in the day. Up and out the door early this morning. Lynn has a market in Stettler she had booked long before she fractured her ankle, so I ended up driving her in, and am acting as a runner for her, as well as getting … Continue reading Finding the forest in the trees.
Finding the forest in the trees.
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