2008

We greeted it at the base of Hawk Mountain, nestled among the
trunks and branches of trees standing naked in the winter cold,
next door the rock strewn Appalachian Trail.
Soft rain created a music all it's own as it danced on the roof
over our head..
Cozy quarters, warm bed, an open heart..
It pleased me to greet the first day of the New Year like that..