And watching my FIL hold the canoe paddle the wrong way really bolstered our spirits. We already know that my Dad has a habit of tipping the canoe!
Can you sense their excitement?
Off in the distance, towards Snake Creek they went.
Alas, they arrived back dry.
Nothing like a lack of schadenfreude to ruin our fun!
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An important herb in the garden.
Grown in the summer season.
Put away elsewhere last winter.
Survived and has grown without reason.
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