Our odometer added up more than 2,800 miles while we were on our northern sabbatical. Back roads leading into the forests hold non-stop lure for those of us who can't wait to see what's right around the next corner and over the next hill.
If we look closely at this picture, strands of lights wrap around the wooden posts. This back woods outdoor studio speaks a silent story of an artisan's soul. My mind tries to picture this at night, when the nighttime stillness of the forest descends and the studio lights are lit.