I went hiking and now I’m sore
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We Took a Hike
I froze my fingers off in gloves NOT designed for below-freezing weather. I took a snapshot for a cute family with British accents with a son named Andrew. John walked on ice and then jumped on ice. We drove above the clouds and watched snow capped peaks jut above the fog below. We jogged along…
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Making Memories: Happy Places
Lately, I’ve been thinking a lot about happiness. And happy memories. And happy pictures. And – especially – happy places. You see, I have a lot of happy places. There’s the room in the mountains of Southern Virginia where I lived in for four months while recovering from pneumonia. There’s the rock on the shores…
look who’s beautiful!