Through this gate lies the wilderness
Facing the giants
Biking in past the 63 ranch, purchased in 1863 by Mr Bruffey.
Now that is an old sign
Brome
Bruffey Lane is in my heart
This tiny cabin on the hillside seems to be the perfect place for someone to write.
To be explored later
Come back to me …. come back ….
Is that bear tracks?
