When we were little my cousin Tate and I always had vivid imaginations. Whenever she was in town we explored, traveled, and investigated everything together. Our only limits were our wild imaginations. Today we are traveling the world together, exploring the woods, investigating wildlife, and imagining the stories behind all the magical places we're seeing.
The Wanderess Wandering in the Wild Woods |
Today was a beautiful day. It was freezing cold and raining almost the entire day. There are only two buses to town on Saturdays: one really early in the morning and another really late in the evening. Basically if you want to go into town on Saturday you will have to be there all day. This morning, Tate road her bike into town to get groceries to make lunch. While she did that I made a video log for my close friends and family to watch.
I did a bit more writing today as well, mostly brainstorming. After Tate got back we visited for a little while and ate some delicious chicken fajitas that she made. Then we decided to go for a walk to explore some of the woods around the village. On our way out of the village we picked some tiny apples from a tree on the side of the road and they tasted so good. It was still freezing and rainy but everything was so beautiful that we hardly noticed. We were exploring and wandering for about 3 hours.
The first place we saw was an old building that had graffiti all over it. Someone had written "Way in the Hell" on the window. We think it was supposed to say 'way into hell'. We knocked but no one answered. Apparently the devil wasn't home.
"Way in the Hell" |
This is Harold the Sunset Slug. We both got to pet him, but then he got scared so we left him alone. |
This is Mud the Crawler Beetle. He was originally thought to be a swimmer beetle but then he almost drowned so we changed his name. |
Tate choosing the right |
We found an old barn and the door was unlocked. |
We explored it. |
Then we climbed onto the hay and explored upstairs. |
Tate in the second floor of the barn |
Me in the barn |
The road back to the village |
Love Always,
The Wanderess
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