Big and I finally made our first trip to the forest over the weekend. It is such a surreal experience traveling to the forest. Just about the time we get off the main roads past the Sigel Sheetz, the car windows come down, the country music begins and the fresh mountain air enters my lungs, the excitement of the trip is replaced by peaceful relaxation. After a week of wrestling to accept that my grandma's life will quickly catch up with her, this time away from reality helped to put my mind at ease, only if it was for two short days.
After my previous
post , I am sad to say that the fish didn't show up for the fishing competition. Big and I were prepared to battle it out for hours, but were disappointed when we didn't even get a bite to showcase our skills.
This trip also marked Maya's first time up north. She...loved... it.
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