Tuesday

My father says that I need to blog more faithfully. I'm not sure if I still need to blog so faithfully whilst I am here visiting him, but as I am an obedient daughter (I believe we've touched on that fact before) I will blog. It's almost time for breakfast, however, so I cannot promise it will be very long.

Let's start by saying I've fallen in love. Not with the mountains or the view... that's been a lifelong love affair. But this guy here:

His name is Linden. He's as big as a horse and rambunctious as the puppy he still is, but he's got my heart. The trouble is, he knows it already.

Sunday morning the mountain was wrapped in mist. It was a decidedly beautiful thing to wake up to.

And now... off for another beautiful day!