Love, love, love days like yesterday. . .
Sunshine - 74° - not a smidgen of humidity - not a cloud in the sky. OK, there's a tiny cloud in the first 2 photos, but it didn't stick around long.
I can't stop singing "Dwelling in Beulah Land" today!
I’m living on the mountain underneath a cloudless sky,
I’m drinking at the fountain that never shall run dry;
O yes, I’m feasting on the manna from a bountiful supply,
For I am dwelling in Beulah Land.
All is well in the Keweenaw.