The shine of the past year has worn to a luster. New fallen snow washes over our tiny little town and for one brief moment all is new, clean, untouched. Time, like a balm to loss and heartache, places another layer on the scars we try to hide.
The landscape of the place we call home has seen its share of pain and renewed faith. The stars light, then dim, and dawn breaks open the next chapter in this place we call Gracier.