Regardless of how you spell it—gray, or grey—my state of residence certainly cooperated for this week’s P64 assignment.

This morning, Tucker and I headed up to the golf course for a pre-dawn walk. A fresh dusting of snow rendered the roads a bit gummy, but Tucker and I didn’t care: For once, there was no one else on the roads.

We walked the fences as the sun came up, although the “sunrise” was barely visible among the clouds.

As much as I may loathe winter in Minnesota, I’ve got to admit that I enjoy the quiet solitude of a winter morning’s stroll.

Stay tuned for next week’s entry … color TBD.