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My summers are not generally  extraordinary.  They develop a routine, time for an extra cup of coffee, more reading, plenty of sewing, knitting, paper crafting.  Without planning, a schedule emerges and the days are full but don’t feel overloaded.  But this summer is nothing ordinary.  This summer has been filled with planning, dreaming, wondering, and expecting.  There has still been a routine – getting up, getting out, getting things done.  But just under the surface, there is that knowledge that before summer ends, I will climb aboard a plane and travel further than I have ever traveled before.  This summer is nothing ordinary.

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