May 2015

First (or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Road)

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It was the pinnacle of autumn. I said farewell to Tom and the cabin in the woods and drove off, finding the Blue Ridge Parkway. I would not be disappointed. As I maneuvered the curves of that mountain road, I was overwhelmed by the colors. I approached Asheville, and the leaves seemed more vivid by […]

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