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History #WordlessWednesday

by Jacquie Biggar

January 8, 2020

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13 comments on “History #WordlessWednesday”

Michele Jones

January 8, 2020

You really feel for the horse. Nice picture.

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 8, 2020
  
  And the man walking along behind trying to keep from having the tree roll on him!
  
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John W. Howell

January 8, 2020

Wow. Did he use a horse in the ’60s?

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 8, 2020
  
  Yes. Long, hard days for man and animal.
  
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  - John W. Howell
    
    January 8, 2020
    
    Amazing.
    
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Teagan R. Geneviene

January 8, 2020

What an unexpected photo, Jacquie. Now I want to know the story behind it. Maybe something for your next book. 🙂 Hugs.

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 8, 2020
  
  My dad was a logger, Teagan. This is how they got the trees out of the forest back then 🙂
  
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Jacqui Murray

January 8, 2020

That is a wonderful picture. What a horse!

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 8, 2020
  
  It was a different time- logging 101, lol
  
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robertawrites235681907

January 11, 2020

What a wonderful picture, Jacquie.

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 11, 2020
  
  Thank you ❤
  
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kevin cooper

January 17, 2020

Fabulous pic!

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- Jacquie Biggar
  
  January 17, 2020
  
  Thank you! My dad worked hard all his life, but I think he enjoyed the bush the most ❤
  
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My name is Jacquie Biggar. When I’m not acting like a total klutz I am a wife, mother of one, grandmother, and a butler to my calico cat.
My guilty pleasures are reality tv shows like Amazing Race and The Voice. I can be found every Monday night in my armchair plastered to the television laughing at Blake's shenanigans.
I love to hang out at the beach with DH (darling hubby) taking pictures or reading romance novels (what else?).
I have a slight Tim Hortons obsession, enjoy gardening, everything pink, and talking to my friends- so shoot me an email!

I’d been poor as shit for my entire life. I’d learned to roll with it most days. Other times, like this morning, it punched me in the teeth.

In Harmony- Emma Scott

I’ve never been hit in the face. My mother didn’t bother disciplining me. Though I saw men hit her and my aunt from time to time, no man has ever hit me, so I didn’t know. I couldn’t have known that the first hit, that baptism into violence, doesn’t just sting the flesh. It startles the soul.

Long Shot- Kennedy Ryan

His children were left behind, like a sock in a drawer that was almost empty, and that was a million times worse than if there was nothing left at all.

Bring Down the Stars- Emma Scott

I’m just a girl, standing in front of a salad, asking it to be a doughnut.

Lost and Found Sisters- Jill Shalvis

Ragged police tape swung from the columns. The double-wide front door had been blown open, like the house had died mid-scream. Like it is still screaming.

Every Deep Desire- Sharon Wray