Appreciating Finley

We went for a walk in the hills and a drive in the country.  It was particularly beautiful and mysterious.  My mom and Dad used to call foggy weather "Unicorn Weather".  I love it, I love fog, because I love thinking about unicorns hiding in it. Of course out in Finley, the Unicorns might wear overalls and have a piece of wheat hanging from their lower lip, but they would still be magical.  Giddy-up Magic Unicorn Hayseed!