Sunday, November 7, 2010
I was just looking through some pictures I've taken over the past few weeks in West Virginia.... it was nearing the end of the season for the leaves - but still - look at those colors!! My dad is buried on that highest mountain there up behind the house - in a graveyard he helped tend even as near as this past summer. Good thing he made those arrangements before he passed... just sayin'. I always thought it was about as close to God as a person could get and Dad agreed. He'll always live on in that mountain no matter what. I think he made a good choice.