Sunday, January 10, 2016

Volume XI, issue vii, August 2015

Miss Jackson if You're Nast. . .algic
(See what I did there? Only true children of the 80's will get that allusion. And by the way, I do know how to spell nostalgic correctly.)

We took our annual trip to Jackson Hole during our last few gasps of summer air before school started. It was breathtakingly lovely as it always is. I think there is something in the air there that refreshes and renews. 

There are dozens of other seating options my two teeny-boppers could choose on a lazy Sunday afternoon, including couches, chairs, beds, and floors, and yet there they sat on one of the last days of summer in their two-pea-d pod.

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