Cosby Adventure The trail traveled toward gray marble clouds. And where the beaten path wound in the woods; we saw to our right, pine trees standing with unmoving motion with a tight-fitting cloak of thin smoky air round them. As we began to ascend the wooded slope and to our left was a little heap of rock, a symbol where a cottage sat in ancient days; a glimmering message of ancient people in centuries old. Have a good week friends of mine
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