I think Tilly's a born geographer, like her dadda. She helped plot the day's course.
We went hiking in the Kickapoo Valley Reserve. Google it and read a fascinating, tragic story of ultimate redemption. Where were standing there--eating an apple from a tree that had probably been on a family's farm 30 years ago--would have been on the bottom of a thousand acre lake had the US Army Corps of Engineer's plans gone through. Thankfully, they didn't. The land there is finally healing now.
Sassy pants.
Six beautiful days and one day of restorative rain wasn't a bad vacation. On the last day, we refamiliarized ourselves with the game Ticket to Ride. And finished up the gin, wine, scotch and whatever else we could.
We'll be back next year.
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