Mama B here...My poor baby is having a hard time with the rapid weather change. So he put himself to bed like this....I hate epilepsy... Love, MamaB Seizure Hater #peekamoose #sleepypuppy #mypoorbaby https://www.instagram.com/p/Buxs1dvn7pI/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=15ytf5cte7h8d
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Waterfalls along Peekamoose Road in the Catskill Mountains in New York State!
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Peekamoose blue hole, Catskill Mountains
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Roundout creek, summer 2022
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Chapter Eight - July
He was in the woods by Peekamoose. He recognized the wood better than some parts of Fox Forest at this point. The sun was shining and the air seemed light, sparkling even. He narrowed his eyes and realized with astonishment that it was sparkling. Thousands of light-reflecting particles hung in the air, making the forest look like one, giant refraction.
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a vision of a girl, clothed in white. He took a step towards her, and hearing her lilting laugh, made to follow her.
Her laughter sounded like music, delicately tinkling and echoing through the trees. He followed the sound, catching a glimpse every now and then, until finally, the sound of her voice was directly in front of him, hidden behind a tree.
“Jug…” the voice called. Something about it was familiar to him, like he had known this voice his whole life.
“Who’s there?” he asked.
“Jug... “ the voice coaxed him again, “Come find me, Jug.”
Jughead smile despite himself. It was a game. He was meant to find her. He took a step towards the tree and spoke gently, “I know you’re there,” he answered, “Come out, I’ve found you.”
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Rainy summer afternoon at Peekamoose blue hole, Sundown, NY [OC] [936x1248] https://ift.tt/3ikrLA2
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Rainy summer afternoon at Peekamoose blue hole, Sundown, NY [OC] [936x1248]
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