Atalanta Rising

…an old father dies Goodbye, Dale, you were a good husband to Grandma. I’m sad to see you go, but I know it was your time; thank-you for walking the path with us. And thank you for making me laugh at the confusion every now and again. I’ll miss how we’d look over our glasses […]

Friday was beautiful. I crossed over the highway into a foggy frosted fairyland. My picture skills don’t match the beauty of the day, but I wanted to share them anyway.

…and the sun, for your enjoyment!