Coming to you from Little Beaver Creek, deep in the Appalachian Mountains in Southwest Virginia. Not what you may expect for a mountain girl, but I hope you will be pleased.
Who would have thought the unthinkable Who would have dreamed the impossible Who would have sought the unattainable Who would have seemed unknowable Were it not for the dreamers the schemers the artists the writers Were it not for us? ~ Ellen Apple 13 January 2017
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