After days of December-like, white-out conditions the sun shone on a cloudless Juneau.
The forecast called for 12 short hours of sun.
I sighed as I closed the weather forecast, paused for a moment in the rays of light pouring through my living room windows and then, began to pack.
It was Monday, but I would not be going to work.
Instead, an impromptu adventure was planned, a celebration of sorts to revel in the day’s gift of sunshine.