The year anniversary of the South American soiree came and went last weekend. No hubbub, just ho-hum — with a slight sigh about how quickly six months can pass in a blink.
In the spirit of the trip, Pessa and I went on a day hike. A new place. A map. A pack with snacks. We stopped by an abandoned roadside farm on our way to snowshoe in the Chegwatana State Forest in Pine County.
With pealing paint, slate skies, a rare sights of a red hat , here are two My 5s: