Waking up early and hittin’ up trails. One of my favorite things to do in this life.
It was a grey, foggy morning and all through the trail…. there were a couple other people, lots of plants, Deb, Doja dog and me.
And then we ate sandwiches atop ol’ Boney Mountain. ‘Twas a grand time indeed.
Spending days and nights outside in the weather – that is when life feels most real. That is where the living happens.