Missing Conseula

I am not resigned.

Great Allegheny Passage, Day 3

WE could walk.  That was the first thing to notice coming down the stairs in the morning.  Our quads had not seized up like a bike crank does when the chair comes off. We stayed at this house.  Dairy farmers Debbie and Lynn (?) bought it in 1998, spent three years restoring it, before they […]