A beautiful hill near our house. I walked by this on the way to my mom's. Someday (hopefully soon) when my shoulder is all better I'm going to roll down it. A couple, three times.
The view outside my home office window. This was a tiny tree when my friend Lauren gave it to me. Now it's almost as tall as the house (after a spring time move). Vine maple.
I thought it was a contrail but it just stayed in the same place for the longest time. So either it was a very unusual cloud, or the air was incredibly still thousands of feet up.
