A VISUAL JOURNAL: Pluck the day when it is ripe, trusting as little as possible to the future.
Saturday, November 3, 2012
It was 39 degrees as I drove home tonight from Uncasville. The bonfire party kept us nice and toasty at Matt's. Certainly reminded me of my scouting days camping in weather as frosty as 6 below. I kind of miss those days. Kind of.
Looks like a lot of fun. Thought you'd wrap yourself (including your head) in your very warm sleeping bag. :)
ReplyDeleteI did that when I got home, after finishing my blood born pathogens.
ReplyDeleteHahahaha!!! You must be really good at that blood born pathogens! Next year, you'll be teaching the course.
ReplyDeleteActually, it's what I am presenting on Wednesday. I wrote the course.
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