travel
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Rambling on about my Rambling Shoes… My favorite shoes are my Merrell Hiking Shoes. I bought them from Mercari, new with tags, and they have carried me places I did not think I would ever be able to traverse. They are comfortable and steady me, even my ole’ woman self with her bad feet and…
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Rambling Reflections on Childhood Road Trip Memories… There’s a unique magic to childhood memories, especially those forged in the backseat of a car, watching the world rush by as your family heads toward adventure. For me, road trips weren’t just vacations—they were the heartbeat of my childhood, filled with laughter, discovery, and a sense of…
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A Nostalgic Journey Through the Cars That Defined My Life… From my earliest memories, cars have been more than just a means of transportation; they have been personal statements, companions on the road of life, and symbols of the eras I’ve lived through. My journey behind the wheel began in a Cadillac—a car that was,…
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Rambling on about Home, Distance, Heart, and Realization. If the old saying is true, that home is where the heart resides, then the farthest I have ever travelled from home is measured not in miles, but in the long and winding trail of longing and discovery I have travelled. As a child, I set out,…
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The Quiet Sanctuary of Swampy Bottom Acres There is a gentle power in the quiet places we call our own. Peace, so often sought in distant lands or through complicated means, is sometimes waiting beneath our very feet—woven into the soil, the sound of the rain on the tin roof, the whispers of the wind…
Dirt Road Therapy 