Tonight, my new-old girl made her way home. As i heard the squeal of the Durango brakes come around the bend, I knew she was close by. I ran outside and sure enough, there she was.

Full of hope and potential, she carries the torch of her former owner’s dream and vision that was never realized. Where ever you are out there in the mist, keep an eye on us. Keep us safely under your wing.

Photo album can be seen HERE