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Wisconsin on Wednesday

A quick tour of the backyard around 2:00 and then it was back inside to the fireplace.

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North of Menasha and south of Wrightstown, a mile or so off the main road. A short access road, cross some railroad tracks and pass a gate posted “No Trespassing.”  There was no other signage nor indicator as to who/what owned this area. If pressed, I would suggest maybe the railroad.

I entered through the opening between the gate and the fence and if I could saunter in, so could anybody, because let’s face it: my days as a potential Cat Woman stunt-double are in my rear view mirror. Therefore, I took the whole “No Trespassing” thing as maybe a suggestion, just as I always felt the assigned task of finding x in Algebra was meant to be taken more ironically than literally.

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