I think I've really come to appreciate Oxford. When we moved here I dreaded being in the flat country and farm lands. I had concluded that I was either a city person or a backwoods person. Something in between was hard to grasp. The Spirit is generous to let me be content here.
Our trip to Michigan was a lot of fun (other than getting rear-ended on the way back--nobody was hurt). Getting to see Tim and Joe is always a treat. Then I got to connect with my good friend from high school, Greg. It had been a couple years, and it was good to catch up with him. We've built a lot of memories together, mostly on mountains, or somewhere roped up and off the ground. Those kinds of bonds aren't easily severed.
Hanging out with Greg
Old Climbing Days
Thank you, Progressive, for picking up the tab.
And this was back in December! (Sorry it's sideways)