Tuesday, June 10, 2008

Chickamauga--A Battle Ground

It was a hot day, so I can't explain the chills that crawled up and down my back periodically. I strained to hear the voices, and I heard nothing but the wind and the birds. I strained to see something awry, anything wrong in the landscape, but there was nothing. The chills in the heat, however unlikely and unseemely, remained.




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Our Family of Five said...

As usual I LOVE your pictures, and I truly love your new blog look and the music! :)