While the Man and I were on St. John Island, we hiked to the ruins of an old sugar mill. It was a magical place, full of memories, both good and bad. These ferns were growing out of the old plaster high up in a corner…
This entry was posted on February 15, 2011 by Rick. It was filed under Uncategorized .
neat!
February 15, 2011 at 6:58 pm
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neat!
February 15, 2011 at 6:58 pm