A Stained Glass Morning

It should be well into the dawn hour right now. The glow of pink, yellow and pale blue should be streaking from the east, painting the snowy mountains across the valley with the glow of sunrise. But itโ€™s NOT. Instead, in the middle of January, in Alaska … itโ€™s pouring rain. Good grief. As soonContinue reading “A Stained Glass Morning”