And I Feel Pine

Ah, yes.  She has a way with words.

If I didn’t have to get up at 5am in the morning to take my mom to the airport, I would start writing about the camping trip that Dawn and I just took.  However, it looks like any sort of recap will have to wait a few hours.  In the meantime, though, enjoy this picture from the trip:

Filthy bastards…


4 thoughts on “And I Feel Pine

  1. leemerette

    If there is one thing that I got from my father it is the ability to tell a story. There is one thing you can always bet on when reading one of my stories, if I say it was 12 inches that means it was probably 3 and in the spirit of Edward Bloom one day my child will speak these words at my funeral:

    In telling the story of my mother’s life, it’s impossible to separate fact from fiction, the woman from the myth. The best I can do is to tell it the way she told me. It doesn’t always make sense and most of it never happened… but that’s what kind of story this is.

  2. The Tara

    Dawn, don’t make me cry! You know that’s my favorite movie.
    That’s sweet that the Gilmer couple has a pet name for their daughter.

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