Life
Fog off the ocean, cool and delicious as a crisp apple, this morning in SC; looks like summer's here. Driving to work, it clears to reveal a pure blue sky as I start up the hill on Highway 17. The drive over the summit and down is perfect and beautiful. Then, just past Lexington Reservoir, I see a dirty gray shroud of smog over the Valley.

Can you blame me for thinking of life in the Valley as a lesser existence?