Our house in the Panhandle was an old two-story farmhouse that had been moved into town sometime in the 1940s and rocked with big pieces of rock and driftwood. The mortar between the rocks was covered with a large bead of mortar, giving it an unusual look. Like happens in a lot of small towns, […]
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