Wow. I did, and I'm so glad! That was just what I needed. I had to play it twice so I could SEE just how they did that! (It took me directly to a cabin, in the summer, in the White Mountains in Arizona, by the way.)
Shel, I've read your comment twice, and both times, I've gotten chills. That White Mountain memory of yours must be a beauty.
I finally got to listen, undisturbed - amazing!! I had to listen again with the earphones...
Annie -- oh, it IS a beauty of a memory! We used to go up every couple of years. We'd be all pooped out from a day of fishing in streams with all 4 little ones, and then the late afternoon storm would come. Every day. We'd fry up trout, read books, and squeel at the booming thunder! Ahhh -- I really want to do that again. We've been planning to for years!
This is wonderful!
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