Day 61 is me in the fall.
Day 62 is me on a ride.
Does a ride on the Ducks count?
Day 63 is luggage.
This was me going on a sleepover with my very first suitcase.
Day 64 is me at work.
Been working at the church for seven and a half years.
Day 65 is me at a park.
This at Walter Woods or Isaac Walton, which ever you prefer.
Day 66 is me in the air.
This may be why the trampoline had to be thrown away.
Day 67 is me doing something childish.
Yep, I still boogie board when I go to the beach.