A bloggy place to think out loud. "Here's my heart, O take and seal it, seal it for thy courts above." (Come Thou Fount of Every Blessing, v. 3)
25 March 2015
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We started the pre-dawn road trip in the most usual way, at the gas station for a fuel fill-up and breakfast tacos to sustain us. The roadside remained shrouded by a heavy blanket of fog, the bright overhead lights merely cloudy beacons in the mist. We marveled at the heaviness of the darkness around us, normal roadside markers shrouded by the dense haze. Thankfully the only casualty was my pants, dotted and splattered with salsa verde that finally revealed itself in the mid-morning light.
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