It was a much needed trip of restoration. The time spent together enjoying sights, conversation, extremely childish humor, artistic music, and, of course, food, was so peaceful. By Sunday night, as I prepared for the last full week of school, it all seemed like a dream.
Hills.
Rivers.
Woods.
Bridges and barns.
Hot dogs.
Spiritual sport ... "You drive!"
Biscuits ... yes, they were BIG!
Trains.
And ... milk.
Life is partly what we make it, and partly what it is made by the friends we choose.
- Tennessee Williams
Thanks boys.
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