Our summer has not been the easy stroll I planned. Instead, it has romped by, leaving us spinning and out of breath. But we slowed down a day and hiked Table Rock last Friday.
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We explored lots of caves and crevices.
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Parts of the solid rock trail rippled, smooth anad shaped by rainwater, I imagine.
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On top of Table Rock, looking at Hawksbill in the foreground . . . .
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Prairie Sings 