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Standing in a line with my teammates, everyone falls silent, the music begins….

I used to get chills every time the national anthem was played.  I stood quiet, still, and at attention.  I do not remember placing my hand over my heart, but my heart was in it.

The respect that I showed was not for the flag or for the anthem.  It was for everything that this country was and was striving to become.

Protesting is part of the foundation of this great country.  It was protesting that created it. It is protesting injustices within and outside its borders that earns it respect.  Allowing peaceful protests of a minority shows this country’s strength.  When protests bring injustices to light, this country has shown the capacity to recognize the injustice and to work to correct the situation.  Protests do not always bring the change that is sought.  Sometimes the change happens but it is decades later, after the seed has had time to grow.

The story this weekend seems to be centered around respecting the flag and the right to protest.

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The Last of the Vacation Story

Just a couple of additional thoughts on my trip.

There was a nice porch area attached to the cabin.  Part of it has a screen and part did not.  Much of my time was spent porch sitt’n.

Of course, I did leave the porch.  Found this guy going to his scratching post in the middle of the day.

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Saved by a Stranger at a Bar

I traded cars with a friend so that I could travel to a cabin that is at the end of an un-maintained forestry road.  I made it to the cabin without issue. It was a beautiful drive.

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As I unpacked the car, I realized that I had forgotten one of my bags.  It had any medicines and supplements that I might need during the trip. What I was really upset about was the coffee and chocolate that was missing.  I decided that I needed to make a run to a local shop and headed out.  About a mile from the cabin, I ran into this hole:

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Holey Mud

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Depth marker

 

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Depth marker with camera lens for perspective

I tried a few things to break free but it became clear that I was truly stuck.  When I got out of the car, I realized that the left back wheel was off of the ground.

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Vacation Slide show! With a side of Bug Bite Prevention.

Spent some time at a cabin surrounded by the Ocala National Forest. Ahhhhh.

Bug bite prevention ideas below.

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I spent a lot of time outside during the day and at night.  I have 3 mosquito bites and no found ticks.  The bites may have come from the first day I was there when the car was stuck in a mud hole and I was caught out without any protection.  That’s a story for the next post.

First, spray shirts, shorts, hats, socks, and shoes, to be worn in the woods with Permethrin. Take clothes outside and spray.  Let dry prior to packing.

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Second, ideas for while you are out:

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If you get bit:

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Independence to Choose Civility

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Our independence and freedom have come at no small cost.  Most can agree that we are enormously thankful for the sacrifices both known and unknown that have been made to supply that independence and freedom.  

We have an obligation to treat this gift with some level of reverence. What shall we do with this freedom?

~ Who Do We Want to Be ~

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Toasted Road Trip

  • To the young man at the convenience store that just found out he won $3000 on scratch off ticket.
  • To the baby deer that only made it across 4 lanes of a six lane road.
  • The the sheriff that was behind me on the tail end of a speeding caravan of cars but did not stop any of us.
  • To the trooper that passed me just as “paranoia strikes deep” danced from my speakers.
  • To Jefferson Airplane for bringing me down but not sleepy.

“When the truth is found
To be lies
And all the joy
Within you dies”

  • To the signs warning that bridges may ice first making me smile as I remember a time when I watched cars getting stuck on a bridge from my apartment window.  And how I now live too far south to see these signs on my commute.
  • To the GPS lady that welcomed me to Georgia but did not seem to care when I left for South Carolina.
  • To all of things that I forgot because, well, I was driving.  Can’t stop to take notes.
  • To the rain that hugged the sky until just now.