
Devil's Lake Half-Day Trip
The clouds smoothed over the dip in the hills across the lake like a layer of butter, so lovely.

The clouds smoothed over the dip in the hills across the lake like a layer of butter, so lovely.
If one day my salmon nigiri got full of itself and turned to the tuna nigiri next to it and said, "Ha, I'm way better than you," I'd probably scoop it right off the plate and send it to stand in the corner and think about what it did.

Meanwhile, my neighbors were out sunbathing, some grilling, some even swimming. I'm pretty sure their lungs are made of steel.
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