Cindy and I took a road trip last weekend to pick up a table that she had bought earlier. On the way I took this picture from inside the car. The sun was behind us, and the snow clouds were ahead of us. That made for some eerie lighting. I wish I had the skill to translate that light to the photo. But, it isn’t totally lost.
Every year on this date I find myself playing these two songs. The first song is one of hope, the second of sorrow. I’ll let them speak for themselves.