The house is quiet now. I have a sense of loneliness about me. Too many hills to climb and so little time.There is some sadness here. A member of the family—pictured— is very ill. Get well, Travis.
Cripes! I'm gonna grab a beer and go out and throw some peanuts at the squirrels. Don't think for a minute that I don't have a life.
I think that we will head off to Cade's Cove, maybe this weekend, for a day of ubiquitous relaxation. It is one of the finest places in the world to be alone amongst people. Sharing a baloney sandwich and a coke in a wilderness-like setting is a good thing.
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