Woodlake. Is Green, Green, Green. It's delicious and fantastic and I wanted to eat it up. It smells good, it felt good, the birds were everywhere. Eastern bluebird! Beautiful. The kids were eating it up too. And we visited the blanding turtle that we brought it when it was just an itty bitty- remember that? Little bit bigger than a quarter, with one leg missing. It's the biggest turtle in the aquarium now. :) And he came over to say hi when we all hunkered down to peek at him. He knows. :) Josh said that he's sure glad we did what we did, but I told him that we think we did the right thing, but how do we know? Maybe the turtle feels trapped and wishes for nothing more than freedom. Maybe we interrupted what was going to be nature's way? Or maybe that cage is all he (cage?) remembers and he's fine being in it. We don't know, all we can do is do what we feel is right, and then hope for the best.
Don't you get tired of your own ideas sometimes? I stay pretty inspired by the things I read and look at and write, but sometimes I feel so hungry to hear a different point of view on things. I miss my friend.
Wendy's spicy chipotle jr cheeseburger is pretty freaking good.
Know what else is going to be good? The nap I'm going to take with the windows wide open.
Nighty night.
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