it was the most beautiful site i've ever seen.
we were the only campers there without a dog or a trailer.
i didn't quite match my fishing record, but together we got about 13.
i still make maddy kill mine for me.
i rocked the socks and sandals
and decided it's my new favorite camping attire.
practical and comf.
we got rained out on the second day.
i laugh at my younger self who cried during storms, because
mountain storms are gorgeous.
i've realized that i cry more about beautiful things, than sad.
i guess that's what's so wonderful about growing up.