Hopefully, neither of use received poison oak from the shrubs we weedwacked through to reach the top of the hill. This is because we trail blazed a new path through the dried plants to take a glimpse at the spectacular view that seemed to stretch on for miles on end. The new perspective was totally worth the extra fifteen minutes of trekking through prickly bushes. | If you know how to rotate pictures on a slideshow, please contact me at [email protected] Thank you! |
All the Little Things
From my hobbies to intense passions, this page describes the individual idiosyncrasies that help contribute to my personality. Various facts, adventures, and rants portray a section of my life and shows people the reason for my existence.
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