Journaling reads: October 2000. We went camping at South Mountain State Park with Bill. The guys took thier bikes and rode the trails while I hiked. Tim and I heard a noise one night, and when we stuck our heads out of the tent, we saw a racoon calmly eating our bag of bagels. I love the fall. It means an end to the hot, humid temperatures of summer. I love the crispness in the air. The trees turn so many different colors and the stars sparkle at night.
Date: Sunday, April 30, 2006 GMT Views: 578