I had fun trying taking photos around these old houses and my orphan looking children. Can you tell they have been traveling all day?
oops! caught Dave in the outhouse.
Lastly, we visited the pine cemetery where my Grandpa and Grandma Randall were buried. Baylee remembers when we came to this cemetery after Grandma's funeral and Uncle Charlie dug the hole for her coffin and we all got to put in a shovel of dirt. We are grateful for our Randall heritage.













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