I finally talked Kari into going to our cabin. Let’s just say that she and I have different tolerances for cleanliness, wild critters, and modern conveniences like electricity and indoor plumbing. I convinced her the cabin would be a pleasant place to relax.
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I was a little wrong. It was hot and muggy and not very relaxing, I admit. The weather wasn’t predictably good, but I squeezed in a couple hours to make tintypes of the cabin.
