Last spring, a friend of mine, whom I first met over 25 years ago, traded in her Seattle life to move east to her dream town of Wenatchee, WA. Over there, summer is a sure thing and the vistas are a painterly wonder of orchards. Having left Seattle five years prior to settle into my own smaller (though wetter and woodier) town, s…
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