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Feral Female

“Two roads diverged in a wood, and I — I” tripped on my foot and fell into a tree

Traipsing and invariably tripping through the swamplands and dense forestry is what I do, it is who I am now.

There was a time, most of my life, where I hadn’t stepped into the wild, being content to take a few photographs from afar. After acquiring a hunter-fisherman husband in…




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Laura Johnson

Laura Johnson

Yammering bits and some blathering. Humor is my first language, my second skin, and my hello.

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