mea, 2020

It was pretty, even if it was cold.  The island looks intriguing in the fog.

Here we go, snow.  What in the heck?   Snow before Thanksgiving is so unpopular.  Supposed to be six inches of it tomorrow. Blech.

But this:

She knows how to live.

Here's her mom on a ride too.

And that is what was left of the brush pile and those huge old stumps from fallen trees, just a little pile of ashes.

Love, Val