“Another Fallen Tree…”

“Snapshot Saturday”

A traditional woodsman's hides behind a fallen log.

A fallen tree rested in peaceful innocence on the forest floor. The rotting hulk looked like others scattered along the long forest ridge. But was it? Old Northwest Territory, two ridges east of the River Raisin, in the Year of our Lord, 1793.

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