There's a great health food co-op
in a minefield of non health food non co-ops.
We met with a man who shall remain nameless.
Twice we slept at a nice park.
A Pooping Heather Bear saw a respectable snake common to the area.
Luckily we were near a quiet Carolina Beach.
We made some friends.
With that man we saw some land.
But quickly looming clouds signaled a return to the car.
Possibly taking a cue from the pelicans at the coast, a wave of brave anarchist kamikazes dove through the hundred-degree sky.
A few dents and scratches may not be much, but they know it's a start.
On the way out we saw another plot as another guardian angel whispered in our ears.
After a self-guided tour, we were completely confused about where we were and what this land was.
We ventured on, this time to Greenville, North Carolina.
2 comments:
Did you guys get eaten by a bear?
...that is the metaphorical blogger bear, feasting on the ambition to post, snacking on internet connections, gnawing the occasional digit.
While I've only met 1/3 of the ghosts, the blog has been inspiring. Quest onward...
Tim
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