For Fathers Day, all Dad wanted to do was cook at home, hey, I would have cooked or taken him out, that was his wish... and then he wanted to go and sit at our house and have a glass of wine on our front porch. So, we did both, here we sit on our porch. As we got up to leave I looked in the kitchen window, and said, "Hey, that's a pretty nice house, maybe someday we can live there!"
This is the last hike we took, only a short one as a it was with a Forrest Service worker who took us up and gave us a took on the ecology and maintenance of the forrest. This was the view from the top, and as we started to come down it began to pour! I was one of the few who had a rain coat, but the rest of the Chix were drenched. It was a story for the future.
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