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  • “But ideas lie everywhere, like apples fallen and melting in the grass for lack of wayfaring strangers with an eye and a tongue for beauty, whether absurd, horrific, or genteel.”
    - Ray Bradbury
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Footsteps (Hint Memoir)

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Footsteps

While looking for the cache, we were chased out of the woods by footsteps of unknown origin.


 

 

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  1. Jenn says:

    Should we go back? Ok! *twig snap* RUN!!

  2. Terry AllenNo Gravatar says:

    Bambi and her babe were having a private stomp party in the woods, when all of a sudden…they heart campers running for their lives.

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      Ha great story! Hopefully it was something as benign as that considering we’ll have to go back there someday to get the cache.

  3. Terry AllenNo Gravatar says:

    “heard”

  4. Terry AllenNo Gravatar says:

    “Bud” cache?
    I always called it my stash…but never hid it in the woods.

    • AnitaNo Gravatar says:

      We were looking for a geocache, not weed but similarly addicting.

      Geocaching: using multi-million dollar satellites to find ‘tupperware’ in the woods.

      http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Geocaching

      Geocaching leads to all sorts of crazy adventures actually, I’ll post some geocaching stories here soon when I get the time.

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