This past weekend, our little corner of the world was experiencing a major heat wave (Fall, where did you go?). And so we got out of there as fast as we could and spent a few days in the Spanish Peaks (which, disappointingly, were not in Spain). It was PERFECT weather and we had the place all to ourselves. Somebody forgot the sunscreen (okay, it was me), and so we showed up at church looking like pieces of fried chicken. But really, it was a small price to pay for a lovely mountain visit.
