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...previous   |   next... While in Whitefish, Hadley and I walked downtown in seach of Huckleberry products. After tasting her grandmother's very sweet huckleberry wine, I decided that Huckleberries were my new favorite fruit, replacing the what-now-seems-so-drab strawberry. For whatever stupid reason, they don't import huckleberries to Arizona. Why the Idaho potato and not the huckleberry? Anyway, I tried some huckleberry salad dressing and brought back chocolate covered huckleberries, huckleberry candy, huckleberry lip balm, a huckleberry scented candle (purchased on our walk), huckleberry lotion and huckleberry beer. I wanted to buy a shirt with a huckleberry on it, but I could not find one. But, I got the next best thing: matching t-shirts with my babe. Hadley picked them out. They may look very simple but the shirt is actually quite symbolic; the dancing bears represent us. I am the bear on the right, Hadley is the bear on the left. This picture was taken at the Reno airport when Hadley and Chuck dropped me off. ...previous   |   next...