I couldn’t decide on today’s photo. Nothing felt right…not the acorn in a stream of sunlight on the forest floor nor delightful Lucy on a summer day with her muzzle buried in the sand. So, with just minutes left in the day, I’m going with this one. It resonates. A little angsty about an upcoming visit with family, this will be the first time in my life that my dad won’t be there…the first time in months that I may, again, face contention. And snow is coming—a pittance compared to the mess that is plaguing other parts of the country—but still unwelcome. So, I’m going to brush the uneasiness aside and strive to put my mind at peace, because there is no good reason to not do either.




















