Giant City Lodge

We're on our way to Bowling Green, Ky, for an NCM event. Plugged "no major roads" into the nav system. We are in the Shawnee National Forest, and stopped here to eat lunch.

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I ain’t nobody’s bitch

I’m what you’d call your average Cardinals fan. I like to go to games occasionally, preferring to watch them from the comfort of my couch and the affordability of my fridge. I know who the players are and what position they play, although the calculation of ERA still flummoxes me despite M’s best attempts at Wifely Baseball Education. I have my favorite players, and sometimes they get traded and I have to pick new ones. I will probably forever mourn the loss of Rolen and Edmonds. I have fun figuring out what their at-bat songs are because I think they tell a lot about a player, and Fredbird never fails to crack me up even after all these years.

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Scooter and rainbow flare

One of the cardinal rules of photography is to not shoot into the sun. One of the other cardinal rules of photography is to ignore rules when it works. Today, I heart flare.

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Which way is up?

Death is never easy. Even when someone is sick and you know the end is near, it’s not any easier than when someone is ripped tragically from your life. When it’s a combination of the two (damn…I knew he was gonna go, but I didn’t think he was gonna go that fast), another element of oddity and grief is added.

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