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My life on the Concord River follows the rhythm of the river herself. The life I share with the all the living creatures who inhabit my small piece of paradise is one that offers great pleasure and, at times, perils. … Continue reading
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“The wretched refuse of your teeming shore.” I’m sure Emma Lazarus wasn’t referring to Mallards, but here on the Concord River, anything goes. Like a hen who’s been wobbling around with an enlarged foot due to fishing line with entangled … Continue reading
