I know these kinds of themed days are supposed to highlight plights as well as revel in the sights, but I have enough grief in my life without getting involved in any other fights.
That’s just today though, tomorrow I might come at you like white whiskered hungry bear who thinks you look like a cheeseburger if you piss around with my hills.
Okay?
Right, a brief shrapnel of photies from years of endless joy to celebrate this day.
I love you mountains, I’m coming soon.
