Charleston, May 2014
A week ago today, I drove myself to the beach. During the drive back it rained and rained and rained and I took countless wrong turns but never got lost. I grew up in the coal and cow country of Virginia's southwest, but Virginia peanut country is a whole different (much more linear) story. By the time I got back it was unquestionably fall.
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