She runs out of the driveway, waving at the RV as she comes near the street. She smiles at us, and I like her immediately. Not that I didn’t already like her—after all, we’ve been speaking to one another about writing, editing, and various other topics for nearly four years now, and she has always been kind. Her offer of a cabin by the lake, for as many days as we would like, is simply the cherry on top of what I already considered a good friendship.
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Sun rays intermingle with smoke from a campfire, and a light breeze strokes my cheek as I ride my bike through the Sweetgum Loop of Sam Houston National Forest.
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As we walk into the camp store, a friendly cat comes right up to greet us. Up until a few months ago, no one could touch this wild feline, and it was causing trouble for campers.
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What the rocking chairs lack in colour, they make up for in comfort. And sitting here on the porch of the Atchafalaya Welcome Center, they seem to beckon you to sit down and forget your worries for a while. As we come into the center, two smiling ladies give us that friendly southern greeting, “Welcome, how y’all doing?” and we feel welcome indeed.
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