Still out of town enjoying an extremely remote, and relaxed, week in the Appalachian mountains. This has been a week badly needed: uninterrupted time together, quiet, calm, and sweet. We've evolved an immediate ritual of going to a nearby swimming spot on the south branch of the Shenandoah River nearly every day, a deep hole at the base of some cliffs. An alluvial fan of lovely, worn river rocks spreads out from shore, creating a surprisingly pleasant beach. Someone who came before us left this message on one of the rocks. This week we have been blessed - I do not use that word lightly -- with a few perfect summer days, the kind that do feel like they just might last forever.
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