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Casita tour, forest fires, and a kindred spirit

I wake this morning to the smell of smoke.   A strong breeze blows through the open window above my bed.  Looking out, I see the hills surrounding the campground are cloaked in a smoky haze.  I whisper to the crew, … Continue reading

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