Today I got caught in a snow storm with thunder and lightning.
I went to the Tug Hill Plateau, but I wasn’t really sure where I was. I wasn’t lost.
I found some very beautiful things.
Cold and windblown and worn. But Beautiful.
Beautiful inside and out.
Full of so many stories.
Full of so much life.
Sometime less is more.
Just getting out there to see, and just not look.
That’s the secret.