August 11, 2018

Nebraska

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We visited my dear friend Joye’s childhood home (a beautiful ranch in Nebraska.) We slept in tents under the stars. We held each other’s babies while taking turns stirring the dinner pot, rode trucks through the Sandhills, explored the creeks, and laughed until we cried. This is what summer dreams are made of.

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