I was headed out yesterday morning and couldn’t resist stopping at Kennesaw Mountain to take a quick photo. There really is a mountain behind these clouds.
And as a side note I know that you remember — there is always sunshine after the rain . . .
Sunshine! What a happy way to end the weekend. And really, it was the way I ended a lot of weekends a few years ago when I lived in Atlanta before moving to Toccoa. A simple walk with the dogs at Cheatham Hill at sunset.