#Photograph of the Sangre de Cristo #mountains in a windy dusty #Colorado sunrise
Dust in the Wind
Tag: memories
Morning Reflection
#Photographic reflection and the Sangre de Cristo #mountain range on a beautiful #Colorado spring morning
New Chapter in Life
Been house hunting for almost a year now and finally have one under contract. Financing is iffy though and I have been forced to document my sparse regular employment record. Apparently being a business owner does not count one iota when buying a house. th, 2015 when she passed... So there is a gap in … Continue reading New Chapter in Life
Bucket List Deckers
As usual the day began with no clear plan. Saturday is my big day for picture taking so I had in mind a couple of ideas, one of which was driving to the peak to hide from the heat... I really didn't want to pay the $15 toll though so I just headed out, reminding … Continue reading Bucket List Deckers
Broken Memories
Finally resolved an issue that has been dogging me for years... The question, is highway 67 paved all the way from Woodland Park to highway 285. I know I was on that segment, probably 30 years ago... fishing with friends near Deckers, way too long ago to remember details, other than 285 from Littleton and … Continue reading Broken Memories
Chapter Complete
I wasn't going to go to Denver today. Only had three boxes and it wouldn't be worth the trip, but they were bugging me. Three boxes standing between me and being finished with that chapter of my life. I can't stand something like that hanging over me so I loaded them up in the Miata … Continue reading Chapter Complete
Therapeutic
Today is a cold dreary rainy snowy day and sitting at home was just too depressing so I thought the coffee shop in downtown Woodland Park would be nice. There is a table there that I consider mine, the one right by the south window where I can sit and look at Pikes Peak. Today … Continue reading Therapeutic
Memories
Haunted by memories, that's what I'm noticing these days. At first I didn't notice it too much because I was already feeling bad anyway and I was busy with my nose to the grindstone moving out of the old place and into the new. Now the pressure for the move is off and I am … Continue reading Memories