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Falling in Love with Places

Sometimes the places we expect to love, we don’t. And sometimes, without warning, we fall in love places we didn’t expect. September, Gabriola Island In September, we flew up to Victoria, rented a car, drove up to Nainamo BC, and stayed the night there, before heading over on a small ferry to the small island…

Shrimp and Thunderstorms

By Sunday afternoon, we were one of seven groups of campers left in Chicot State Park: the largest state park in Louisiana. With almost 200 spots, we each had our plot of privacy. Clearing out earlier than the 1pm check out time, the park was muggy, humid at a level like a misty bathroom after…

Apple the Dog

First of all, today is one of my favorite people’s birthdays! Who? Jeremiah! Today, the world has known Jeremiah for 35 years. If you know Jeremiah at all, you know he loves something more than anything else in the world: dogs. I can freely admit he likes dogs more than he likes me, more than…

State Park: Lake Bob Sandlin

On Friday, while Jeremiah was working at his desk with the window open, he turned to me and said, “What’s the opposite of a blue jay?” “Um,” I replied, trying to use Jeremiah-logic to decipher what he meant. “Oh, a Cardinal.” “There’s a cardinal outside the window!” Being from Oregon, we’re not used to bright…