Wednesday, May 27, 2009

white fine archers

So said the sign on an abandoned barn that greeted me as I made my entrance into the northern plains just two days ago... Adjusting to the drop in temperature and jump in elevation has got me noggin' all out of whack. I took some pictures with the hopes of finding my equilibrium.

Behold! 244 Larkspur Dr.
So far I've been privileged enough to see two fantastic unicorn tattoos whilst waiting in line at the grocery store, AND have been lucky enough to need a blanket at night for warmth. This summer couldn't possibly go wrong... I'm headed to the uncharted depths of the woods tomorrow afternoon, so hold tight my little ocular readers for adventures to come.

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