The Charm
There were few stores in this small town but nearly all were geared for the tourist.
The window of this shop really caught my eye as the array of tea pots on view were intricately colorful.
This barn is the only remaining structure from the mill at Duncans Mills, now used as a meeting room at the RV park.
An unadvertised draw to this little corner of the world is the placid Russian River.
Spring was underway in Duncans Mills. I certainly recognize the wild azaleas at right but was stumped by the colorful blossom in the planter at right. Looked a little like a Christmas ornament.
This climbing vine hadn't yet gotten the word that Spring was here.
Read the sign. Smile. This little bit of whimsy was down the road in another small town: Monte Rio.
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