Whirlwind. That’s the best word I can think of to describe this summer. Staring at my calendar back in May, I knew if I blinked, I ran the risk of September sneaking up on me in an instant. Now, with all kinds of crazy (good crazy, to clarify) behind me, I’ve got two weeks of summer left and one of the sure-to-be highlights yet to come.
Last week I was at camp, Friday was Caitlin’s birthday, and today was Matt’s wedding. By the time I got back to GR, grabbed some last minute things, and Margo picked me up – I was exhausted. But I think I’m as ready as I can be to take on Alaska. It’s kind of hard to believe we’re actually leaving. We spent countless hours sitting at Sparrows, on the Hamilton’s front porch, and on the floor of the library at various points over the past two years as we dreamed up this trip. Now it’s time to go. Chicago tonight, Anchorage tomorrow morning. I’m glad Margo is willing to drive because my eyes are already feeling impossibly heavy.
Mind the Light 
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