Friday, May 6, 2011

on the tracks with no destination

It all began with, "Ema (Mom), let's go somewhere", and so we did. We rode the train with no-where go, found a little fair, and returned home. It was wonderful. Perhaps some of the best memories are with no intended direction and no plan.

[let's go home now, Ema]

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