Carrot River

November 28, 2012 § Leave a comment

When I arrived in Carrot River, dusk had fallen and I was an hour’s drive from the campsite where I would rest the night. Thankfully, the Carrot River Library was open that evening and I surreptitiously placed the stone atop some books on a low shelf as a small group of women knitted nearby. Unfortunately, conditions were not ideal for photography; I just now noticed the number 100 in the book title! Congratulations, Maria, on discovering the stone!

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