The nice thing about the trip down the mountain was I started out in the moonlight and about quarter to four the sky began to lighten and then the clouds turned pink. It was really pretty. I didn't encounter any moose—always a blessing. Now just six hours later it is raining hard. I am driving to Portland this afternoon to go to dinner and a symphony concert this evening, so there will be a lot of driving today. Izzie is spending the night with one of her human friends. Please keep her in your prayers.
Upset in Tunbridge Wells
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