Day 3: Eight Minutes

A triple dose of joy hit me early yesterday morning. JOY ONE: My sweet husband insisted I sit down right then to open the day’s remarkable Wordless News, adding you’re gonna need eight minutes and it’s so worth it. (I love it when he brings his...

Day 17: Purple Martins at Bomb Island

In the three hours we cruised Lake Murray, we saw four—five maybe?—other boats. So it should not have struck me as particularly noteworthy that our approach to Bomb Island was a solitary one. Yet noteworthy it was, both in the fact that Purple Martins were coming, and...

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