Thursday, November 14, 2019

A Stone's Entrance

The stairs climb down a steep path to an entrance with stone posts and lintel. The walls to the left and right of the path are a tumbled wreck of rock and slag, built to blend with the cliffs around. But the door is there, before you, clear to see. The dry smell of stone hangs in the air, but something else too... 


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Plywood Memories from Gencon to Vegas

  Out trip to Gencon took us up through the Arkansas Delta country, and into the boot of Missouri, across the Big Muddy and on into the spra...