Hungry Mother Pine

Son D. suggested we revisit the state park in southern Virginia. It makes him think of Lake Crescent in Washington, I may have noted before. The trees on the hills had leafed out over the past two weeks and are still a bright spring green. All in all it was a beautiful long drive down (did I say long?) and we made good time. The kids treated me to recordings of Japanese and Spanish guitar playing and jazz from Snarky Puppy.