Reunions in Atlanta

From the picture above, clearly, one of these reunions is between Banjo and my good friend Susan. It’s a little weird how well Banjo remembers people she met briefly; Susan visited us last little over a year ago, but when Banjo saw her here north of Atlanta, she buried her head in Susan’s lap and […]

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Slowing Down at the Lake

Because we haven’t been able to drive away from our campsite here (see previous post on why the truck has to remain hitched to the trailer), we’ve had four very quiet days. I’d call them days of decompression, but who am I kidding: we weren’t compressed to begin with. But normally we’d leave the campsite […]

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