Sometimes we don’t appreciate the beauty that’s before us. Last night at twilight I went out to lock my chickens up and looked at Crow Mountain. The trees and leaves are just as beautiful as those along highway 7 I marveled at Saturday and these are “looking out my back door”.
It looked like an angel was sailing across the sky.
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That is lovely alright! And right in your own backyard!!
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