Doesn’t it look like the clouds are touching the grassy hill?

This is one of my all time fave getaways. A sacred sort of space for me. That’s only 6 miles away, yet I feel like I’ve gone hundreds by the time I arrive.

This happens to be the property and home of my other guru, Bill. He’s just plain awesomeness. My dad in another life, for sure.

One of those that thinks everything you do and everything about you is just great, even when it’s really not. Or especially when you’ve done something crappy.

Reminds me of Gpa. My own little personal cheerleader. Thank goodness for those kinds of people in our lives. Where would we be without them?

I love looking at this and feeling that I can literally and figuratively touch the sky.

I suppose The People would say this is a life metaphor. Go reach out and get what you want.