Meanwhile, in Nordern Minnesota, Sven and Ole are cutting a hole in the ice.
“Dis is vhar we are fishing today, Ole?”
“No, Sven. It’s vhar we can see the orange blow fish when it floats by”
Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.
Her writing muse lurks in the volcanic hills amidst mustangs, marmots and jackalopes. While hiking with her dogs, Ann stumbles upon stories of dark humor.
