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SCRAMBLING BACK UP....and look out, Reader Dear, I've got a sack full of past experiences:

The Yard Man and I tripped over the bridge to Cape May, New Jersey, this past weekend to celebrate a long-ago event.










En route on Friday afternoon the weather was just amenable enough for us to take a little break in our journey and enjoy a walk of death while eating pastries (mmmm, cinnamon bun and peach turnover!) from a tiny bakery we spotted along the road.



There were old stones and odd stones,
and it was a fascinating forty minutes we spent there!













Resuming the drive, it didn't take us long to get to our destination--this place of beaches and boats and (lots of) shopping.

































Yes, Reader Dear, even the kind of shopping that brings to mind The Yard Man's chickens and their waywardness that irks me so!



But there are plenty more things more pleasant to contemplate, oh, yes. I'll have to tell you plenty more things another day, Dear Reader Dear.

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