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