It’s my final night at the house. Alone. The packed truck is sitting in the driveway, and I’m crashing on the couch. First thing in the morning, the couch and one last catch-all box of toothpaste and what-nots will join the cargo. Then I’m officially out of here.
After that last sweaty loading session this afternoon, I took a final walk at sunset — solo — down to one of our favorite spots. I don’t think I’ve ever even been there without a dog or two. Appropriately enough, the sun was nowhere to be seen.
I’ve always wanted to capture a virtual walk-thru of these particular installations. I guess this was the day for it.
Pardon the wind in the audio. It’ll pass. Ahem.
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