This weekend, I'm visiting in my friend who lives in the valley where we grew up. On my way into town Friday night, this was the view. This almost makes me forget why I moved away from Cow Town. It's purdy 'n all, but I would claw my eyes out half-way through the winter.
This second shot is obviously the more colorful of the two. It's the artwork hanging on the wall of my friend's new classroom. She's been a teacher
since the dinosaurs roamed for a long time, but is teaching a different grade-level for the first time in 15+ years. She's kicking it off with The Wizard of Oz. Lucky kids.