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Indian Summer

We walked barefoot, jumping, and tip-toeing our way out to the peninsula.  Tiny crabs scooted out from beneath and snails were found in every which way attached to the rocks. We climbed and walked for hours constantly stumbling upon nooks and crannies where life grew. It was a good day to do nothing but explore.

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