Underneath a Cloudless Sky

Love, love, love days like yesterday. . .

and today.

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.