“We wanderers, ever seeking the lonelier way, begin no day where we have ended another day; and no sunrise finds us where sunset left us. Even while the earth sleeps we travel. We are the seeds of the tenacious plant, and it is in our ripeness and our fullness of heart that we are given to the wind and are scattered.” ―
The past two weekends, my sister, a couple of friends and I, went back to the Black Creek Mountain Resort. Again, we didn’t do much. We said no to zip-lining, biking and horse-back riding. We said yes to some hiking, fun in the pool, playing cards, delicious BBQs and plenty of nothing.
I am hoping to go back in the winter 🙂
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