True North
This far North, in January, it never really gets light. I can see the sun peeping over the tops of the hills that mark the horizon, but it’s so low […]
This far North, in January, it never really gets light. I can see the sun peeping over the tops of the hills that mark the horizon, but it’s so low […]
Sometimes the weather creeps up on you. You read the forecast and decide there’s nothing doing on the hills for a while and so turn your attention to other things. […]