My Funky Valentine

I heard a little voice this morning. It said, "Get out and hike before it rains."

I listened. Good things happen when I listen to the little voice.

Sure enough, when I looked at the radar, there was a sludge of green coming up out of the southwest that was going to make things, already saturated, even wetter. Hurry.



I threw on a raincoat, bitchin' waxed cowboy hat, ear warmers, and I