There was one phrase that kept replaying in my mind on my recent Salkehatchie excursion: BACK TO NATURE.
As a child of New York City, it was if my soul had been screaming for this experience. Except, for me, it wasn't going back to nature on this trip - it was the act of finding it for the very first time.
As a child of New York City, it was if my soul had been screaming for this experience. Except, for me, it wasn't going back to nature on this trip - it was the act of finding it for the very first time.
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