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The Panoramic Intersection of God, Family & The Open Road: Part 2- 2015.

Continued from The Panoramic Intersection of God, Family & The Open Road: Part 1-2014

The hardest part about travel is leaving. I procrastinate packing, flip through pictures, smell the room and the people in it, and tightly hug my loved ones, closing my eyes over their right shoulder, seeing my entire travels thus far flip through my mind like a yearbook. 1,951 more words


Trombones and Troubadours - A Visit to New Orleans

Milepost 1-19-15         New Orleans, Louisiana (NOLA)

Our southern wanderings landed us in New Orleans yesterday for the very first time, a day trip from our current campsite at Dauphin Island, Alabama.   477 more words

Life On The Road

Mammoth Heeey Boo-Boo

September 29 Day 49

We woke up 14 miles from the Kentucky line and made our way into Mammoth Cave National Park just before lunch. We checked out the Visitor’s Center and bought our 3:30 cave tour tickets then ate lunch and while Papa Bear and our younger three daughters took rest, I brought Juniper and Lemon to the exhibits in the museum. 485 more words

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M-I-S-S-I-S-S-I-P-P-I and Music City

Sunday Sept. 28 Day 48

Ash, since learning the state song, has asked to go to Mississippi, I guess because it’s just so fun to say, it must be the most fun place in the world! 328 more words

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Health Foodies Fishing

I’ve done some serious soul-searching… in it all I’ve begun overhauling everything in my world to create a happy, healthy stress-free existence. I’d love to be able to share it all with you but I respect you, reader, enough not to leave you floating at the balloon museum…so I’m not giving up. 848 more words

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Train whistle

A dog’s ears

Prick up

At a train whistle,

Giving vagrant hopes

To men in suits.

Eyes on a cracked leaf

Floating over

A cyclone fence, 12 more words

City Life

A Perfectly Fine By Me Banner Year

…and all that crap. It seems we get to the end of the year, take stock and make false niceties. I won’t bore you with the details of my year, it was average. 181 more words