In memory of...


We made it back to the area known to some as the Gold Country, barely….
Song and dance.
A gathering of peoples from all over this world.




The first stop upon returning to town. The last stop upon leaving.
Straight up the best brew I ever had.
Abundance and variety.
Love and blood.
We really did it this season.




Going the distance.
Our pies were over filled in the oven. Our packs over filled on the trail.
A kitchen.
A place where the fire is always going. A place where there is no quiet hour. A place where things and people I have yet to meet can come. A place where the fire is always going.




Flow.




maricella
Posted at 21:43h, 02 Novemberwenn schon denn schon! on point. ready for the journey north…