I’ve scanned in some pictures from previous trips to Holden to keep you company while I’m gone.
A final shot of the village. Again, I wish there was smell-o-vision for blogs. The scent of the cedar trees, the warm earth, fresh bread baking and the warmth of the sun or the cool rain on your skin all combine in the village to make an unforgettable sensory experience.
A year ago on This Journey I was struggling with Saturday Night blechs.