[NOTE: Revisit of last year's Christmas-themed post. Enjoy!] On Monday, a bright, textbook sky blue morning, I picked up Marie and her son, Loki, and we headed up to Weedon Island Preserve. We were going to be the only people around, given the sparse parking lot. I love that. Don't get me wrong, I love Boyd … Continue reading Oh To Be Naked In The Sun (A Holiday Story)