Every year for the past four (five?) Easter Sundays, we have climbed up to the North Lookout at Hawk Mountain and watched the sunrise over the hills. I know this tradition may not last forever, but right now I'm grateful to start off this day with a beautiful view, good friends, and doughnuts.
The sun peaking up into the valley.
^^ A rare photo of the three of us together that's not a selfie.
I'm thankful for traditions that give me a reason to get some fresh air, glorious views from a mountain, and the company of wonderful friends.