I am once again surrounded by the majestic mountains of southern Colorado. Wilson at my feet. Coffee in hand. Weather Systems whistles in the background as I watch the sun radiate warm beams of light into our tiny camper home and across the vast overlay of hillsides that lie beyond the kitchen window. Somewhere in... Continue Reading →
Dear friends, I can't believe we've been back in Colorado for over two months already. I guess time flies no matter what altitude or time zone you live in. This is especially true when you're staying busy and we haven't slowed down since we arrived. Too much to do before winter gets here. And she's... Continue Reading →
In my last post, Finding Rhythm, I reflect briefly on our two month trip to Colorado and touch on how the experience compared to my initial expectations. Although I never found the groove I was originally seeking, I happily succumbed to the quiet of the mountains and in that stillness, I began to hear the... Continue Reading →
In a lot of ways, our two month sabbatical did not go as originally planned and was far from my initial intention. I didn't "do" nearly as much as I had hoped to do. I had high expectations for myself that I would write and engage more, read more, travel and explore more, and get... Continue Reading →
Old man Wilson Such a trooper you are With such weary legs To make it so far Up those rocky hills And down muddy slopes We knew you could make it We didn't lose hope Along Burro Creek We trekked at least a mile But to see you play in the beaver dam... Continue Reading →
