This morning, I opened my door at 8am to a feast of twinkling stars, a crescent moon dangling just above the treeline, it's light just barely outlining the tall giant spruce trees standing sentry. I was expecting a quick dash out to the driveway to start the car----I wasn't expecting the lusciousness.
It's like that up here, and no matter how long you live here, it continuously catches you off guard.
Our Quarter Horses, Enjoying the First Snowfall of the Winter, 2010
