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We're Tripping!!

 Dear Reader,

Several years ago, my local library stopped collecting overdue fines.  This was good for me, but a loss of income for them.  From me, specifically.  It's not that I never bring my books back..... it's just that I tend to bring them back after I get notified about the cost of book replacement.  And then consider the library fines a donation to a good cause.

Anyway, no more library overdue fines in this town.  And no caps on how many books you can borrow either.  So, I borrowed all the books on the US. National Parks that I could find.  Ok.  Maybe not all.  But enough so that the librarian who scanned my card asked "Are you planning a trip?"  I even borrowed the book with the National Park cross stitch patterns, which is very clever but also has very little value for trip planning.

But, Yes, Madame Librarian!  I *am* planning a trip!

I have invited myself along on my parents' cross-country trek to see the presidents and the mountains and the buffalos and the geysers and the glaciers.  We will be together, in a car, almost every day for 22 days.  Pray for me.  Pray for my parents.  Pray for the wonderful neighbors who are accepting responsibility for my dogs.  (Double prayers for the neighbors, actually!)

Mom and dad leave on Sunday, I leave on Monday and we meet up on Tuesday.

So I've got four days to update this blog, clean up the guest bedroom and find my passport.

And return my library books.

More soon,

~~ LeAn

A map of a driving route across the US form NY to Montana




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