Ah Sunday's

Sunday morning, over cast, smell of recent rain, and long winding roads with Volcanos on every side. We drove for an hour enjoying the peace and quite. Came upon a deep lake that spilled it beauty on the rocks below. The season is changing, the colors so bright. I wish that laying on the canyon floor was possible. We came home and baked bread. I love the smell of homes that have just baked bread. I hate what it does to my body! King Crab season started today. I can't wait till we get to go buy some down at the docks. Yea! Lars hasn't been able to leave his recliner since the 3 on 3. He is still wrapped up in ice. It sucks gettin old.