Day 106, Year 3 (836)
Singing my name... My poor hubby heard me ask "Can you hear the mountains singing my name? They DO sing my name." at least a dozen times in the few days we were in Wisconsin. I know some of it is this is where MOST of my ancestor lived for at least a short period of time and I have found such a connection to them by visiting where they lived. But I find such peace when visiting. (: This is the photo for Thursday, April 16, 2015.