1.0PilgrimStepshttps://www.janaremy.com/pilgrimstepsjanaremy@gmail.comhttps://www.janaremy.com/pilgrimsteps/author/janaremygmail-com/rich600338<blockquote class="wp-embedded-content" data-secret="DVRi4kMAUb"><a href="https://www.janaremy.com/pilgrimsteps/2010/05/06/climbin/">climbin’</a></blockquote><iframe sandbox="allow-scripts" security="restricted" src="https://www.janaremy.com/pilgrimsteps/2010/05/06/climbin/embed/#?secret=DVRi4kMAUb" width="600" height="338" title="“climbin’” — PilgrimSteps" data-secret="DVRi4kMAUb" frameborder="0" marginwidth="0" marginheight="0" scrolling="no" class="wp-embedded-content"></iframe><script> /*! This file is auto-generated */ !function(d,l){"use strict";l.querySelector&&d.addEventListener&&"undefined"!=typeof URL&&(d.wp=d.wp||{},d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage||(d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage=function(e){var t=e.data;if((t||t.secret||t.message||t.value)&&!/[^a-zA-Z0-9]/.test(t.secret)){for(var s,r,n,a=l.querySelectorAll('iframe[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),o=l.querySelectorAll('blockquote[data-secret="'+t.secret+'"]'),c=new RegExp("^https?:$","i"),i=0;i<o.length;i++)o[i].style.display="none";for(i=0;i<a.length;i++)s=a[i],e.source===s.contentWindow&&(s.removeAttribute("style"),"height"===t.message?(1e3<(r=parseInt(t.value,10))?r=1e3:~~r<200&&(r=200),s.height=r):"link"===t.message&&(r=new URL(s.getAttribute("src")),n=new URL(t.value),c.test(n.protocol))&&n.host===r.host&&l.activeElement===s&&(d.top.location.href=t.value))}},d.addEventListener("message",d.wp.receiveEmbedMessage,!1),l.addEventListener("DOMContentLoaded",function(){for(var e,t,s=l.querySelectorAll("iframe.wp-embedded-content"),r=0;r<s.length;r++)(t=(e=s[r]).getAttribute("data-secret"))||(t=Math.random().toString(36).substring(2,12),e.src+="#?secret="+t,e.setAttribute("data-secret",t)),e.contentWindow.postMessage({message:"ready",secret:t},"*")},!1)))}(window,document); //# sourceURL=https://www.janaremy.com/pilgrimsteps/wp-includes/js/wp-embed.min.js </script> climber, originally uploaded by pilgrimgirl. When John and I were carrying on our epistolary courtship across the Pacific (me in SoCal, he in Japan), back before the days of email (yes we are that old), we had often signed our notes with the phrase “Keep Climbin’.” Perhaps that’s odd, but it was our way of […]