Yesterday I saw a bald eagle in which I soon learned was a rare event in the Hartwell Lake area of South Carolina (ironic given how much I wanted to see one in bald eagle territory on Vancouver Island but they never appeared). Today I walked back to the hotel and found a $2 bill in the grass along side of the street. "Portent," said Anderson on both occasions. I'd have to agree.
Thursday marked the first time in my life that I walked into an airport and had no idea what city I was flying to as my final destination. Tonight is the end of three nights in Clemson, South Carolina. Tired. Relieved. Grateful. Yes. Indeed.
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