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Romanticizing Life on a Mini Homestead
My name is Harvey Duke. I am a writer based in Dundee, Scotland
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The site of one man, one reviewer, one hybrid of many things that he likes
Romanticizing Life on a Mini Homestead
My name is Harvey Duke. I am a writer based in Dundee, Scotland
Reflections on Life through poetry, essays and photos
My Ramblings and Thoughts
Cogitation on creating and critters
to Extraordinary Life in Christ
Life in pieces
Stories from the myriad jobs I've worked throughout my teens and twenties.
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Oh my – same yard ? We are supposed to be in autumn but are having the hottest April on record. 36 for the second day in a row with another to come. No rain. High fire danger…..
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No. Snow is my daughter’s yard durin Nor’easter in New Jersey. The flowers were in my Louisiana yard a few days later.
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That snow scene reminds me of where I grew up in northeastern Ohio. Our house was on a hillside and the garage was farther up on the lane. Every winter my dad had to shovel a long path to the garage so he could drive to work. 🙂 — Suzanne
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I’ll bet that path got long. We don’t even have snow shovels in Louisiana.
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