My morning commute is not always full of blue skies and sunshine.
Sometimes I cruise above thick fog.
And enter Happy Valley like a hobbit going to battle.
While wind turbines pass by en route to mountain ridges.
My morning commute is not always full of blue skies and sunshine.
Sometimes I cruise above thick fog.
And enter Happy Valley like a hobbit going to battle.
While wind turbines pass by en route to mountain ridges.