I've been having way too much fun for one person all autumn. Don't know how I got so lucky. Ron had met with an old friend who tipped him off about his brother's cafe, so wanted to visit the Poconos. I'd never been there, so had no idea what I was in for. First, we visited Grey Towers, a smasher Pennsylvania blue stone Victorian complete with a burial ground. The Water Wheel is located literally within an old mill and surrounded by fun antique and other shops. I had a delicious noodle soup and good cider. It was a fabulous time all round.
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Available as an ebook, soon to be released in paperback, Pottsgrove Manor and Saint Michael's Cemetery is another Pennsylvania picture...
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Sleep, it used to be every other day twice as much, the same went for dreams. Seems with Fall came every three days thrice as much. First,...
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Sir Frankie Crisp wears Mummy's sixties costume pearls. He's not falling for the drugged cream. He said, too bad, witch. That bitch ...