The Tardy Cherub

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Cupid snoozed—his alarm betrayed, Wings askew, his bow mislaid. Love showed up a moment late, Blushing, breathless, tempting fate. Turns out hearts still fell just fine— Even tardy arrows hit on time.

"Crawling Up A Mountain"

"It really isn't about the destination it's about the journey and the harder the journey is the more rewarding the destination." (Zach)



I've got climbing fever.
Thinking about Mt. Mitchell again in May . . .

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