A blast from my past. I have been going to Boyett's Grove since 1985 ! I have a glimpse of my very first memory there, walking through the heavy door and the smell of fresh cut oranges. Walls of STUFF. Yesterday, I took Ryan and Jonah to my little get away. We had such a beautiful time painting memories for ourselves. It was so nice to go home and still fell at home.
Never let go of good memories and never hold onto bad ones !!
Happy Hippie
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