Thursday, September 27

the field

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On the way home from the cabin we had to pull over since the babe was crying fit to burst in his carseat. (I have to say, driving with Cedar in the car is the most stressful thing. Having him upset and in a place where I cannot easily comfort him is awful. I so wish we had a horse and buggy instead.) We pulled into a gas station, got him out, and wandered into the field next door which was dotted with monarchs. We found this path there, one of the most beautiful I've seen or walked on. There, by a gas station, off the highway.




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