Most of the summer, upon waking, I hear the roar of equipment. - TopicsExpress



          

Most of the summer, upon waking, I hear the roar of equipment. Loggers empty a portion of the forest. Imagine, back in the day, horses dragging the logs to the nearest river......The Black is only a few miles! She eventually empties in the the Great Lake Huron. They say there is oxen and wagon at the bottom of my pristine lake. Fell through the ice long ago. ~ The mysteries of Lonesome Bear Bog.
Posted on: Thu, 18 Sep 2014 13:00:56 +0000

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