Flying home tonight from my Uncle’s memorial, I crossed the ridge solo as Anne drove our car home from Santa Ynez. My heart overflowing with painful childhood memories and the closeness of our family now, the sky wore a warm glow of sunset over moonrise. Many more pix to share, but I had to post this right away in case you haven’t been outside.
9527 Sun/Moon Dance
John & Anne Wiley 
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