Good morning!
Not much to say, today. Canoe Camp is winding down, and Winter has started rolling in. Another journey is looming, yet this one is incomplete. The TREES have the magic, and help me on MY journeys, as I do, with them. I'll wax poetic soon enough, about THIS camp. I'm writing lyrics for my first BAND...
CANOE! CANOE!
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