Not often and certainly not often enough do we have the opportunity to have dinner…
Tag: mountains
A pink so breathtakingly rich and deep. Extraordinarily pervasive. A vibrant feast of raspberry pink…
A mid-October morning. Unseasonably warm. The crunch of leaves the only sound as I made…
The hills were alive. Saturday night June 12th and just past 5:00 p.m. cars filled…