We were traveling on a dirt road, an old logging road. Barrie was telling me she once went to see some people who lived on Boot Tree Road, but she never found them. There are no signs on the roads. KC said she needed to go to the bathroom, so we stopped under this big tree. When Barrie stepped out, she said "Oh my gosh! It's the boot tree!" We were parked directly under it. This is just east of Orvando, Montana. It is logging and ranching country. The population of Orvando is less than 100.
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Kat's toys, too.
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I've been trapped again. My neighbor Nancy is the person who organizes the Thursday afternoon discussion group. She has an appointment in Jackson, and won't be here. However, she brought refreshments and asked me if I could take them down to the Heritage Room and serve them. Of course I said I would. The really, really bad part is, someone who is running for Town Council is to be there to speak. You know how I love anything political. Gag!
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Oh, do tell us how the 'discussion' went with the political person.
Remember Terry H. from Art Group? Isn't her daughter running for something?
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