The memory of smoke

The memory of smoke

Monday, June 30, 2014

When the name echoes

Eve of our move-in anniversary. We think, 22 years, but we've never been much for counting. We just celebrate Canada Day for our own reasons.

Sent for a sherpani bag, because it's good, but the name resonated with the PTSD training imagery.
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