You may recall I am on the hunt for Yorkie the Corgie. He went missing two days ago. I lost his scent last night at England and Newport. A few concerned readers did not realize this all happened in 1760; so obviously Yorkie is not missing anymore. But you will be happy to learn I spotted him further up England Street headed east. In fact it was the very woods where he was spotted that became known by the relieved town’s people as Spotswood. He was busy burying a bone he found in a cemetery near the Palace. Freda is happy, Yorkie is happy and all is good in Williamsburg. Well, more or less good. Indiana is back to his Airstream obsession. It is like yesterday never happened. Go figure.
C.D.
Yeah!!!
Cleta