Well, I'm finally settled enough to blog about my vacation involving many bizarre and surreal but memorable experiences, including picking the bird shot out of a wild duck I ate. I got a real taste of life in a place that could not be more different than the one I was raised in and live in, and I found that I love it: open space, natural beauty, a
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Your grandmother's house is beautiful! My dream is to live in an old farm house of some kind.
It sounds like you had a wonderful time. Have fun in February! :)
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I did have a blast and I'm glad I remembered my camera this time! :)
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I am dying to know where the boy lives! Anytime someone's from the South, I place them near my home, and how could I not with swamps and moss in your pics.
Now I'm homesick.
I'm so envious of your Grandmother's home, and of you for getting to visit there.
Sounds like your trip was fantastic! Glad to hear it!
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