'Out of little, so much' as well as a small tribute to a fortunate couple.
We continue to witness the miracles of each day being different. We remember writing that when a scene becomes boring it's not necessarily the scene that's no longer interesting but perhaps, a malfunction in the eye of the beholder—are we not stale? Although we hike at Mount Woodson often, each hike is quite strenuous and always fascinating and different regarding the visuals. Today was no exception. In fact, it was exceptional as we watched a myriad of shadows form sporadically on the clouds. The reflections off Poway Lake were no less spectacular. So goodbye to Woodson and friends as we head for Chamonix and 'frogs legs'(Yuck!) Remember, should you wish to take a look at the blog, don't wait for an email, click http://lazarowhike.blogspot.com/ , any time. 'Morning has broken', first light at Poway Lake. At the end of the hike, we heard her say, "I've never had such fun, Bob...please, take me home." Crossing into darkness. Boat ...