Today my walk took a little turn. The parking was full on the north lot, where I usually park, so I took the dogs down the trail on the south side.  It was along this trail that I first heard the land cry out for help.Â
The neighboring land houses an old landfill.  Landfills, while serving a purpose, encapsulate what . . . → Continue Reading: What a Beautiful Day
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