We departed the Bulgarian village during one of those still midwinter nights when sounds are muffled, the lanes deserted and you listen for the cracking twig, the stealthy footstep, the jackal’s howl.
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After decades of traveling around the world you would think I’d have packing down cold, and I did. Until last year when ML and I went to Strasburg on what was to be a year long project. We departed with … Continue reading->
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