That's not a goiter under my sweatshirt, it's two teeny freezing feet.
I am sorry for the radio silence; life’s been nutty and the computer’s been out of reach. We went for a family hike today and it was gorgeous. The hike may be my favorite tradition because it’s a collective activity that gives everyone an individual experience. We walk in a graduated line, smelling that dreamy smell, thinking our own thoughts, and hollering out now and then just to break the spell.
What’s your favorite tradition?
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