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About eight years ago, I was writing grant proposals for a land trust on the North Coast of California. The Executive Director, who’s fiancé was a former river rafting guide turned realtor, took us on a team-building exercise of rafting down the South Fork of the Trinity River in spring. 1,953 more words
Inevitably, the Apocalypse happened on a Whiskeyknitting night.
Of course, no one was quite sure in those early days what the Apocalypse had actually been. The lights and the networks just suddenly went out, and unless you happened to be near a radio or a landline, even your access to rumor and speculation was limited. 226 more words