Tag: Loon Pond

• Waiting For All Hallow’s Eve IV: “Do Ghosts Dream in Black and White?”

  I broke away from the other kayakers.  They were intent on finding a trail that was obscured and hidden in a small cove.  It was supposed to begin on a tiny stretch of sand and among the blueberry bushes.  It led to a small body of water called Loon Pond (some called it Lost Pond).…

  patrickjegan

  September 14, 2014

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