Sometimes I hear a voice. Sometimes I listen to it … sometimes I don’t. Sometimes I worry it’s not the voice of intuition but the voice I want to hear and claim it’s intuition.
While that may or may not make sense … today, I heard that voice, and today I listened.
And today was a 180 from yesterday.
Teaser:
This was taken literally moments before the sun disappeared, just a stone’s throw from where the elk were bedded down at the base of Filly Peak yesterday (yes, sunshine – so much for the forecast).
Gorgeous, gorgeous, gorgeous day, as gorgeous today as yesterday was grey.
I’m thankful for that voice … I’m thankful for listening … I’m thankful for the ponies that shared part of their gorgeous day with me!



























