when roads cross

between the foothills, pennsylvania and ecuador, some of our time with dearest friends is fleeting. so we choose to celebrate every moment we have with them, at every opportunity. although i claim the one on the left, i love the young lady on the right like my own as well.  until our roads cross again...happy travels, kerri
"may the road rise to meet you, may the wind be at your back"


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