The haze cast a gentle glow upon the horizon, giving the waking hours of this morning a dreamlike feel.
I listened to my Sunday morning gospel songs and caught my first glimpses of Mt. Shasta.
And saw flowers unlike any I have yet seen.
A butterfly licked me while I was having lunch, left and then came back for more.
Throughout the day, I was treated to some of the most rewarding views of the trip.
A most beautiful day, indeed.