Remember summer?
Wasn't it awesome?
Remember when the sun was warm? And it came up before 8:00? And stayed up past 4:30?
Good times.
I have a headache that could be due to TMJ, raging late-teenage hormones (okay, really, really late), the really good wine I drank last night (nah), or lack of sunlight. I choose to blame the angle of the earth.
So let's reminisce...
A dragonfly that sat on my walkway for a while and posed for me.
A good reason never to wear this hat again.
Maryhill winery. Almost heaven. Columbia Gorge.
If Heather's stare isn't enough to scare the competition, get Dean. He will maim you with his steely gaze. Hey, you in the national champion jersey. You're going down.
Yeah. Summer. Good times.
Ho. ho. ho.
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