Last January, our baby-group cum book club (and five of my favorite people in the world) took a weekend away and I finally got a kid-free few days at the cabin. September is a much different Langley experience than January! I read a lot less, but ran the two miles to Braeburn to earn my breakfast and went out on the SUPs twice, once at Goss Lake and then out of the marina to see none of the herons and eagles I promised my friends. But I did get my Favorite Picture of the Year out on Goss. Yep, that’s 48-year-old me rocking that handstand!
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