April 16th
Sometime in the middle of the night I woke up to see the tiny glow of a lightning bug on my tent. It was a fleeting moment, this glowing dot. Silently it left, the bright dot got dim and larger as it flew away and disappeared.
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| Stairs... |
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| Possibly yucca... |
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| Laurel Fork Falls |
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| The top of Laurel Fork Falls. |
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| A bridge... |
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| Maybe Solomon's Seal. |
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There was a severe ice storm this last season. Much of the bridge and other destruction along the trail was caused by either the ice storm or fires. |
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| Stephanie isn't really balancing on the railing... |
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| Yay! I made it to the car! |
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| This was the end of the backpacking part of the trail for us, but not the trail. |
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| Sunset at the cabin. |
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Continued reading: No Time Like the Past, by Jodi Taylor.
Thank you for being here and being part of my daily happy things. Stay safe!
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