There was a pit stop in Amarillo at The Big Texan. It only seemed appropriate.

We made it to my Aunt and Uncle’s cabin early this morning. There were cups of coffee waiting to be shared with crisp air and pretty views.

An afternoon of hiking was the perfect medicine after a 14 hours car ride.

There’s so much more flavor in a raspberry that’s been picked right off the vine.

Fulfilled, and it’s only day one.