Greenbrier River Trail, which took us by this old tower which provided water to the engines on the steam locomotives, back when the trail was a railroad. I love that the sluice is still in place.
this one. Goodbye, little island.
So that's been the week. My body can't seem to decide if it wants to be sick or not, and I've been sleeping badly, dreaming weirdly, and waking up feeling like someone beat me with a 2 x 4. Added to that, it's been slushing all day. Like, slush is literally raining from the skies. That's about the definition of unpleasant right there.
In conclusion, today's personal struggle: