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You'll never run out of power again! If the battery on your smartphone or tablet is running low... no problem. Just plug your device into the USB port on the top of this portable battery charger, and then continue to use your device while it gets recharged.
With a recharge capacity of 5200 mAh, this charger will give you 1.5 full recharges of your smartphone or recharge your tablet to 50% capacity.
When the battery charger runs out of power, just plug it into the wall using the supplied cable (included), and it will recharge itself for your next use.
This is one of my views every day as I hike my land with my dogs. As Mt. Gibbs, part of the astonishing Sangre De Cristo Range dominates the... more
1.80" W x 3.875" H x 0.90" D
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Round Beach Towel
Weekender Tote Bag
Portable Battery Charger
This is one of my views every day as I hike my land with my dogs. As Mt. Gibbs, part of the astonishing Sangre De Cristo Range dominates the background, the gnarled old tree in the foreground is a colorful contrast. There is so much going on in this scene, you might miss the little snowshoe rabbit just hanging outside his or her winter burrow.
Parts of my story are integral to why I do what I do, what motivates me and the emotions and ideas I am trying to convey through my work. CS Lewis said, in Till We Have Faces... The sweetest thing in all my life has been the longing, to reach the Mountain, to find the place where all the beauty came from, my country, the place where I ought to have been born. Do you think it all meant nothing, all the longing...The longing for home...For indeed it now feels not like going, but like going back. My mother told people the first thing I ever drew was a horse before I was three in the dust on the kitchen floor of the little white clapboard parsonage in the North Woods of Wisconsin. In 1963, our family took a trip Out West to Vancouver, BC,...
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