Long, winding country roads led us back to our cabin. Why is it driving these quiet roads past wide open fields & gently rolling hills, brings a peace I don't often find anywhere else. The snow was beautiful to behold, such a change from the warm, california sun we'd left behind.
Each day comes bearing its own gifts. Untie the ribbons. ~Ruth Ann Schabacker
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