It’s easy to feel rushed and harried when bouncing from destination to destination. This year, a repeated affirmation reminds me to stay present.
Today marks our nineteenth on day the road away from our cozy hobbit hole. Yesterday, Clarence passed 4,000 miles on the trip. And while not everything has turned out as planned—I’ve only worn shorts twice; I purposefully did not bring winter boots and had to buy a pair yesterday; and I forgot my backpack and headlamps at home—I daresay our coddiwomple has far-exceeded hopes and expectations.
I mean, seriously, how will I ever forget any of these captured moments? And the photographs are but pinpoints that hold a greater vault of memories.
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