One last stop

Somewhere in Ohio, or maybe it was western Pennsylvania, we stopped for a walk and were in the midst of a whole lot of patches of yellow trout lilies.


This was the first brush with the abundance of spring.

Now we’re home, have been for a couple weeks to tell the truth, and it feels good.

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