Stone Circle Lovely

There was no believing. Inkeri knew. Plants were not something she was remotely interested in beyond whether it smelled good and was pretty. She would leave that to Merry.

Inkeri's ears popped up. I enjoy salmon fishing. Fishing. When my sister and I came here. Here. We watched the rivers when they were spawning. SPawning.

She too remembered the bears, but sometimes you could find sections where they were not at. And it was always fun to watch how they did it.