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      <title>The “Blue Lagoon”</title>
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      <description>&lt;p&gt;It’s been far too long since I wrote about my travels here, and there are lots of awful reasons why that is.  Rather than waste time talking about how I should have written more, I’m going to jump right in to my next post.&lt;/p&gt;
&lt;p&gt;At the end of April, over a year into the pandemic, we took a small family “camping” trip in Sturbridge, our (new) home town.  We love to stay in cabins when we camp — you can enjoy that outdoor, campground feeling, but never have to worry about putting away a soaking wet tent, or dealing with the maintenance on a camper.  For the number of times we camp each year, paying extra for the cabin just seems like a smart deal.&lt;/p&gt;</description>
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