Chronicles of the Wayward Moot

WELCOME TO THE MOOT, oh world-wanderers and word-whisperers. After two years of Peace Corps. After 2,200 miles on the Pacific Crest Trail. What. Comes. Next?


Sorry for doing this, Dad, but you knew I had a new camera and still chose to hang around shirtless and with garden mud on your face. Scooby at least kept her collar on. Pre-barbeque fun on the back deck. I'm a fool for not taking pictures of the burgers, but that would have tortured me here so it´s probably for the better.


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