The folk village is made up of relocated cottages and reproductions completed with meticulous attention to detail. The day is cold but clear and as I stand watching the horsemanship, the sun warms my back. We are definitely not in Cleveland, but the weather is not that different than a sunny February day by the lake.
And the look on Elka's face says it all as she and her mother Kris huddle in the sun. The look of sheer delight.
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Dear sara holbrook i am a big fan i live in oregon and i am 13 years old and have a chronic chin disease which effects my aphysical activities. but you have inspired me to write poetry and express myself evenly. my friends say i write ok poetry but i was hoping you could tell me how my poetry is thank you and please write back i know your busy so anytime is good
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