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Narrow is the Way

The hawk glided on the thermal, gracefully veering left then right. Below in the valley sat a red three-story building — a long rectangle with large ells jutting here and there from its four sides. The structure stretched for a mile. A plume of smoke wafted from the...

Appalachian Melodies

 We pulled off the highway and onto a dirt road that wove its way along lush green turf. Parked cars surrounded the Edmonds Music Barn. We could hear strumming guitars as we made our way, bearing a dozen cookies, to the side entrance. There we added them to tables...