Day 18

deep springs

We walk along the dark and lovely Deep Creek most of the day. We arrive at the hot springs just when we need them most. I’ve soon completely forgotten about the pebble I can’t seem to get out of my shoe. Humbly, I sit in the pools beneath my umbrella, refusing to let the sun’s fiery rays drive me from my reward. I’m jealous of Pete swimming freely without my worries.

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