Monday, May 06, 2013

Gravel lot.

May 4, Arthur.

And thankful for that gravel as it hasn't stopped raining yet.
I remember this little touristy Amish town fondly, walking around to the cheese shop, Vickie and Lucky Eddie still here and we crossed paths. It is a lovely town in the middle of nowhere.
This time I walked around in the rain looking up, intent on identifying all those spring-beauty-clad trees. I've always loved trees and as I am now working hard to put down roots, literally and not, I've fallen in love with them all over again.

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