Clear the mind . . .





Get out of town and up in elevation! We visited some of the old Gold Rush towns this weekend in the foothills of the Sierras. It was awesome to see the old historic buildings, the beautiful fall colors of the trees, enjoy a sunny day and walk around browsing in the stores holding hands :)
We even found the oldest theatre in California currently showing a play about the Holocaust and a historic hotel named after my awesome roomie B!!


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There are barn doors
And there are revolving doors
Doors on the rudders of big ships
We are revolving doors
There are doors that open by themselves
There are sliding doors
And there are secret doors
There are doors that lock
And doors that don't
There are doors that let you in
And out
But never open
But they are trapdoors
That you can't come back from
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