August 1,

Happy August. It is a Friday, the end of the work week for most people and the beginning of a weekend. If there was a vote on a favorite day of the week, my guess it would be one of three days, Friday, Saturday, or Sunday. Since Friday is the entrance to a weekend, one thing that most crave is rest. Rest is important to leading a fulfilling and full life of meaning. It is a time of recharging the body. It was only a few decades ago that Sunday was the day of rest-a day of attending church and relaxing. Stores were closed, families spent time together, and quite a few naps were probably enjoyed. Many still follow this nostalgic and therapeutic path.

This image invites one to take a seat, relax and watch the world pass. It was in Central Park that I came across this unique tree. It looked like the limb was worn smooth by people taking advantage of its offer.

I am grateful for the days that are given to rest, faith, family and reflection. The batteries are recharged for the week and something new might even be learned in the process that adds value to the week. I like what Maya Angelou has to offer here.

“Every person needs to take one day away. A day in which one consciously separates the past from the future. Jobs, family, employers, and friends can exist one day without any one of us, and if our egos permit us to confess, they could exist eternally in our absence. Each person deserves a day away in which no problems are confronted, no solutions searched for. Each of us needs to withdraw from the cares which will not withdraw from us.” ~ Maya Angelou,

Peace.

July 31,

It has been enjoyable sharing my gratitude for living at a higher altitude this month in the images chosen and the thoughts expressed. People are drawn to different parts of this beautiful country. Our family enjoys traveling to different areas, but it is the mountains we call home. Somehow when absorbed in a present thought or issue it just takes a look up to see the beauty of the pines, hills and mountains and a feeling of peace and thankfulness fills the space once taken by a worry. The scenery reminds me to put things in the proper perspective; life is short and precious.

This image of the mountain lake framed by wildflowers and rugged peaks was taken in Glacier National Park. This park is a hiker’s delight. There are so many trails worth hiking and roads worth driving to absorb the beauty of this park. Gratitude fills my soul for the natural beauty and the gift of being there in the moment.

He makes me lie down in green pastures. He leads me beside still waters. He restores my soul. He leads me in paths of righteousness for his name's sake.~Psalm 23:2-3

Peace.

July 30,

Imagine being disoriented or lost in an unfamiliar place. Uncomfortable feelings bubble up and can cloud clear judgement keeping one from making good decisions. This is exactly what happened to this Bighorn Sheep in the parking lot at Glacier National Park. This image was taken at the crest of Going-to-the-Sun Road; we had stopped to get some coffee at the visitor center when we spotted this bighorn. Feelings of empathy washed over us, but like the other visitors that day we realized the best we could do was to give this sheep space to leave on its own. The park rangers probably deal with this situation often in national park parking lots. This sheep more than likely became disoriented in the fog that day. The last place it probably wanted to be was in the middle of a parking lot of cars.

When in this situation it is such a relief and blessing to be on the receiving end of genuine help. Thinking back to the times of being lost or disoriented, it is with deep gratitude and appreciation when a kind soul has offered their time and help to remedy the situation. That is grace and it is wonderful. It makes one look forward to passing this gift on.

“The things you do for yourself are gone when you are gone, but the things you do for others remain as your legacy.” ~Kalu Ndukwe Kalu

Peace.

July 29,

Mountain goats can be found in the high altitude mountains here in North America. In the early spring it is a joy to see the young goats. Their beautiful white coat along with their knobby knees yet sure footedness are a joy to see. These goats can climb steep cliffs and ice. They can be found along the highest parts of mountains and along the roadside at the summit. When hiking on some of our highest mountains it is common to see a few of these.

It is always a sheer delight to see animals with their young. This image of this young mountain goat was taken in Glacier National Park. We were at the summit of the Going-to-the-Sun-Road and spotted this young one following its mother. What a gift to see these beautiful animals. They appear to be very trusting of humans. This one passed close by our jeep.

“Walk in kindness toward the Earth and every living being. Without kindness and compassion for all of Mother Nature’s creatures, there can be no true joy; no internal peace, no happiness. Happiness flows from caring for all sentient beings as if they were your own family, because in essence they are. We are all connected to each other and to the Earth.” ~ Sylvia Dolson

Peace.

July 28,

Sailing on Lake Dillon is a wonderful opportunity to enjoy the blue waters with the beautiful mountains in the background. This body of water belongs to Denver and it is their largest reservoir. The idea for this body of water came about in the early 1900’s. The Denver Water Board acquired most of the property for this lake due to unpaid back taxes from residents who were devastated by the Depression. Denver made an offer they could not refuse. It must have been terrible to lose your property especially during the Depression. In the early 1960’s the Blue River was dammed and the water was diverted to Denver.

The water originated just months ago from the abundant snow that draped these mountains and roadsides. This year due to the overwhelming snow fall, the reservoir is projected to be full for the first time since 2011. Careful planning is done to release water into the river below to make room for the snowmelt. Flooding later in the season is a risk that is taken seriously.

This is a beautiful lake and many enjoy the waters by sailing, kayaking, paddle boarding, fishing, in the summer and in the winter ice fishing, snow shoeing, and cross country skiing. There is a path around the lake that is great for bikers. I am grateful for this beautiful water that provides so much pleasure to people of all ages. I appreciate it even more due to the the pain of loss that many landowners experienced.

It was a lovely day to be invited aboard our friends’ sailboat. Despite good planning and packing it turned out my camera was empty of the cards needed to store images. Without spare cards I relied on my friend’s i-phone. I did have more fun since my camera was not between me and the scenery. It is pretty amazing to enjoy these beautiful waters that were previously white powder, and it was so peaceful and enjoyable to feel the cool breeze and watch the changing shoreline.
Sailing is certainly peaceful and relaxing with the skills of friends. I am grateful for the abundant water, beautiful scenery, and the generosity of friends.

"We forget that the water cycle and the life cycle are one".~Jacques Yves Cousteau
Peace.

July 25,

Beautiful classical music performed by four members of the Colorado Symphony entertained our ears while the mountains and sky entertained our eyes last evening at a local event held by the community where we live. Audibly and visually it was a feast for the soul. My lovely neighbor Larisa, a highly talented violinist leads this quartet every year. It brings neighbors who seldom see each other together for a shared time of wonderful entertainment. I am so grateful to experience this splendor, and each year it reminds me why living at this altitude is so wonderful. I am grateful to Larisa and her fellow musicians for planning, rehearsing, and performing for us. Her talented father, Larry, a champion fiddler joined them for the last two songs. It was a memorable evening. Local communities benefit when people are gathered together and enjoy shared time.

“Music does bring people together. It allows us to experience the same emotions. People everywhere are the same in heart and spirit. No matter what language we speak, what color we are, the form of our politics or the expression of our love and our faith, music proves: We are the same.” ~ John Denver

Peace

July 24,

The hummingbirds are in feeding frenzy at this time in the summer. Some are using their skills to manipulate their time at the feeder. There is not an abundance of grace displayed as most are showing signs of bullying. In some instances the hummie is not interested in the nectar but in keeping other hummies away. The instances grace was displayed was by the very young hummie. It seems they have not learned how to force their way to the feeder. These birds must feel the pull of nature to take in as many calories as they can to prepare for the long journey that lies ahead in late summer. Regardless, they are highly entertaining to watch.
This image was taken while waiting for an appointment. It is lovely to be entertained by these amazing birds. They can make the waiting time most enjoyable.

“A flash of harmless lightning, a mist of rainbow dyes, the burnished sunbeams brightening, from flower to flower he flies.” ~ John Tabb

Peace.

July 23,

Evergreen Lake is a true gift to the community. It is a beautiful mountain lake created by damming Bear Creek in 1927. This lake sits at an altitude of 7200 ft. It is used year round as a recreation area. In the winter one has a choice of ice fishing, ice skating or ice hockey and on New Year’s Day the Polar Bear Plunge benefitting local charities is a popular event. In the summer many enjoy the paddle boats, canoes , kayaks, sailboats, or paddle boards. Fishing is very popular in the summer whether it is by fly or lure. Year round it is popular for birdwatching and hiking. Just driving by the lake on the way to an event is a pleasure.

This image from the south shore captures the paddle boards that are waiting for their paddlers. It is a wonderful lake to enjoy a family outing. Kayaking on the lake is an activity my family enjoys. It is fun to take guests for a ride on the beautiful waters and soak in the beautiful mountain scenery.

I am grateful to live in a community that values its resources and provides such pleasures for its citizens.

"A lake is the landscape’s most beautiful and expressive feature. It is earth’s eye; looking into which the beholder measures the depth of his own nature." ~Henry David Thoreau

Peace.

July 22,

Much is written about the importance of bees to our planet and for good reason since about a third of what we eat requires bee pollination. "Fruits and seeds descended from insect pollination are the prime food source of about 1/4 of all birds, and of mammals from voles to grizzly bears. Honey production alone in the US is said to be valued at about $150 million." The Value of Bees,-Xerces Society, University of Minnesota.
"The value of pollination by bees is estimated around $16 billion in the US alone. We would be unable to enjoy most of our favorite fruits, vegetables, or nuts without these pollinators. Bees also pollinate crops such as clover and alfalfa that cattle feed on, making bees important to our production and consumption of meat and dairy." - Beespotter

This year I have noticed more bees. Whether the population is stabilizing or there is just more awareness on my part, I do not know. When spotted, thoughts of their importance come to mind, and it is fun to observe a pollinator in action. This image was taken at Staunton State Park. This bee was enjoying the pollen on a blanket flower that decorated the trails. I am grateful for the people working to maintain the health of this highly important pollinator and to all the bee keepers as well.

“One can no more approach people without love than one can approach bees without care. Such is the quality of bees...” ― Leo Tolstoy

Peace.

July 21,

It was a treat to spend a large portion of the day on a lovely hike in a nearby state park. It was a gift actually because due to the warmth of the day it was good to be at a little higher elevation and enjoy some cooler air. This is the beautiful Staunton State Park. The scenery was stunning and the trail was draped with colorful wild flowers. Due to the terrain it is a park for all abilities and ages. One can certainly climb the higher terrain but there is so much to enjoy on the flatter trails. This park is in driving distance of the Denver metro area.

This particular bend in the road just caught my eye with its lovely stone work and wildflowers. It is a peaceful place to visit. I am so grateful for the people behind making this a state park for all to enjoy. It is truly a labor of love with the care that is given to the trails. I imagine the workers who built these trails enjoyed the process. One can just feel the care given to this gem of a park.

“The road that is built in hope is more pleasant to the traveler than the road built in despair, even though they both lead to the same destination.” ~Marion Zimmer Bradley,

Peace.

July 18,

Here in the high altitude of Colorado people have a high respect for nature and understand the implications of the human ‘footprint’. There is a well known 86-year-old private research station,Rocky Mountain Biological Laboratory, located in the old mining town of Gothic which attracts students and professors from all over the U.S. who work at the station for the summer studying local flora and fauna. Their work is well respected. They also enjoy having a good time. Only in the high altitude of of the mountains can a group participate in a community parade and wear the leaves of skunk cabbage, a local plant to the area. In fact they are the main attraction in the parade each year. Their dedication to their work and their sense of fun is a winning combination that has gained them much respect not only in Crested Butte but across the country.

We first noticed RMBL in the parade 31 years ago. Those were different times with fewer spectators and a smaller parade in general. Over the years this group has been a staple in the parade. They have a flair for the whimsical. In this image I enjoyed the young couple pushing their baby skunk cabbage in the stroller. They seem to have a balance of work and play.

I appreciate their work. Our planet needs help and the information these scientists gain just might affect our own lives.

"One generation plants the trees; another gets the shade."~Chinese proverb

Peace

July 17,

Houses in small mountain towns can have a personality all their own. This colorful and well-maintained gem caught my eye recently. Everything about this home has had an eye for detail. It took work to get this home looking so colorfully attractive. Many thanks to the owners of this home for giving such a visual gift to all who pass by.

Walking around small mountain towns is an enjoyable pastime. One never knows what is around the corner. This neat home came into view and just struck my senses. Everything about it is passionate and on the fun side; yet it is very tastefully done. I would enjoy knowing the owners. Just imagine the detail on the inside. I am grateful for their passion.
"You make a living by what you get. You make a life by what you give.”~Winston Churchill

Peace.

July 16,

A morning storm welcomed the day and left us with some unique fog. The beauty of the light, fog and the billowy white clouds made for a beautiful sky. It is amazing just how quickly the weather can change. It was pouring rain less than an hour before this image was captured this morning. Now we are left with beautiful blue skies until our afternoon storm. It is unique weather.

This image was from the top of a nearby mountain looking west on the Continental Divide. The layers of fog, mountains and clouds were appealing. There is something peaceful and serene about this image that is soothing.

I am grateful for this changing weather. The rain, fog, sunshine and clouds bring a beautiful dance to our landscape.


"Fogs and clouds which conceal the overshadowing mountains lend the breadth of the plains to mountain vales. Even the small-featured country acquires some grandeur in stormy weather when clouds are seen drifting between the beholder and the neighboring hills."~Henry David Thoreau

Peace.

July 15,

When we traveled to Colorado for pleasure, especially in the summer, the smell of the pines, moist forest floor and the fresh air was intoxicating to us flat landers. We wished we could bottle some and take it home with us. We never forgot those smells, and surely that is one of the many lures that finally brought us here. These smells are especially fragrant after a mountain storm. Currently we are in what is known as monsoon season. The afternoons bring stormy skies with threats of lightning and rain. This summer is especially wet and provides a welcome break from forest fires like those experienced from the previous years.

The love of mountain air is a priority for me. In this image we were at the summit of Beckwith Pass. The only manmade noises were those of nearby hikers passing by. The air was still, sweet and cool. The sky ahead promised a change in weather. Everything seemed good from this viewpoint. It was hard to imagine anything bad happening to anyone anywhere. It is good to getaway and feel God’s peace even for just a bit. I am grateful for places to commune in the beauty of nature and breathe the sweet clean air. I wish every child in the world had this opportunity.

I like this quote from Anne Lamott.

“Sometimes grace is a ribbon of mountain air that gets in through the cracks.” ~Anne Lamott

Peace.

July 14,

“Aspire not to have more, but to be more.”~Archbishop Oscar Romero

Aspiration is defined as strong desire, longing, or aim; ambition.; a goal or objective desired.
Both quotes used today give a grounded and hopeful take on aspiration. If what we aspire to is pure and good then it should benefit not only ourselves but the people around us.

Poppies love the higher altitudes in Colorado. They can be seen adding color to beds, corners and fields. In this image the seed of this lovely red poppy had one aspiration- to become a red poppy. These poppies are a favored flower of mine. The combination of red and black is striking.

In Belgium during WW1 in the spring of 1915, warm weather began to break the hold that the cold had on the battlefield and area. Due to the unusual warmth the farmers of the nearby farms began to plow their fields close to the front lines of the battle. Farmers noticed new life growing, and one of these plants growing in clumps was the red field poppy. The poppy became known as a sign of remembrance. From the seed of these red flowers sprung healing and hope for so many that had lost so much.
I am grateful.

"Far away there in the sunshine are my highest aspirations. I may not reach them, but I can look up and see their beauty, believe in them, and try to follow where they lead."~Louisa May Alcott
Peace.

July 11,

Our family celebrates a birthday this weekend. My courageous husband and dedicated father to our daughter. I am grateful for and admire so much about this man, namely his courage, quest for knowledge, and dedication to his family and profession. I gain strength from his courage.

I remember when I was furthering my education when Sara was in elementary school. After work I would drive with friends to a nearby university for evening classes. I so appreciated the fact that he was giving quality time to our daughter, the quality time that comes from a loving parent. His support and commitment through this particular time was especially comforting. It was a joy to hear about their time together. It made it easier for me that I was not missed.

Happy Birthday, Bobby, my husband and partner in life.

Peace.

July 10,

I enjoy summer for endless reasons and one of them is sharing quality time on a fun outing with our daughter. This was a June day a couple of years ago while we were enjoying a weekend in the mountains. We were biking the path from Breckenridge to Vail Pass and came upon this avalanche. Although the snow had been blocking the trail for a while, it was biking season and this one particular biker took it upon himself to clear the path. Now look at the other biker. He would not let this roadblock stop him and just walked right on by. We were flabbergasted and tickled. Nothing like an avalanche to keep one from continuing on the bike trail. This image illustrates the extremes of living and playing at altitude.

Now this is not a technically good image. It was fun to take though under split second conditions, and it provides a fun memory. We rounded the corner on bikes and saw this unique event. I jumped off my bike, grabbed my camera, had Sara pose and just took this shot. It had to be that fast. The guy carrying the bike was moving fast. We appreciated the dedication of the biker shoveling, but since we did not have a shovel with us we headed back to Breckenridge.

"Sometimes it is not the destination but the journey itself. “~unknown

Peace.

July 9,

Living at high altitude provides opportunities. Here in the Rocky Mountains there is a vast menu of options to go, seek, do. While in Crested Butte, a mountain town at 8,885 ft. elevation, we enjoy hiking to higher elevations for views that reward the soul. These views are carried with us in a mental file and can be revisited when a better view is craved. Sometimes a change of view is needed to improve a situation.

This is an image from the top of Beckwith Pass just a few miles outside of Crested Butte. We began this hike compromised. One of us did not have the proper inserts for hiking boots and had to hike in sandals. It was a 5 mile hike with an elevation gain of 1400 ft. It was a challenge because when one is at a disadvantage the other is mindful and wants to be supportive but not coddling. We arrived at the top with two very sore feet and an amazing view. The trooper in sandals especially enjoyed the consolation of a beautiful space. Views like this remain in the mind and soul. After enjoying this beauty we returned to the path for our descent. Conversation helped to keep the focus not solely on the painful feet. It was a joy to see the jeep that day. Time has a way of healing soreness. This view though is firmly implanted in our souls. I am grateful for that.

"When everything feels like an uphill struggle, just think of the view from the top.”~ unknown

Peace.

July 8,

“Our talents are the gift that God gives to us... What we make of our talents is our gift back to God” ~ Leo Buscaglia

It is very rare that a beautiful or meaningful photo lands at your feet, but that is exactly what occurred in capturing this image. Typically a photographer has to work for an image that is satisfying, which can mean hiking or driving for hours and or making certain he or she is there for the right light at dawn or sunset. Portrait photographers have their challenges as well.

For this particular image we had hiked for a couple of hours and decided to head back to the jeep due to the changing weather. We decided to turn at one of our favorite roads and this image came into view. The threatening weather and the streams of light combined for an interesting effect on this barn and field of wildflowers. It did not take but an instant to know who to thank for this gift. This was a wonderful gift handed to me. I am so very grateful because it is an image that has great meaning to me.

Peace.

July 4,

Happy 4th of July! Parades occur all over the country today, and here is a glimpse of a ‘float’ from the mountain town of Crested Butte’s parade. This group represented a children's science camp and periodically would shoot off rockets that when at their crest in the sky burst into a small parachute of an American flag.

We first visited this unique mountain town 31 years ago over the Independence Day Holiday when our daughter was in a stroller. My how this parade has grown!

I hope you are enjoying a day to your liking, and how blessed we are to live in America.

“As Mankind becomes more liberal, they will be more apt to allow that all those who conduct themselves as worthy members of the community are equally entitled to the protections of civil government. I hope ever to see America among the foremost nations of justice and liberality.”~George Washington

Peace.

July 3,

We are fortunate to have a favored mountain town here in Colorado for 31 years, Crested Butte. It is breathtakingly beautiful. There is something about the raw natural beauty of this area and the unique and dynamic people who have found a way to make a living in this gorgeous town. The friendliness of the locals adds to the attraction.
One witty story on one of our lasts visits occurred while we were waiting for our breakfast at Izzy's. We were enjoying the sunshine on the wooden benches in front of this favorite breakfast and lunch spot. We struck up a conversation with a couple of guys half our ages. They gave us tips on where to hike that day and also invited us to play frisbee golf in the park with them after breakfast. This is another characteristic of this special town. It is refreshingly different. You will not find the glitz of its neighbor mountain town Aspen which is on the other side of the the Maroon Belles. This is a place that speaks to our souls. Raw beauty and a love and admiration for nature. We are fortunate to return to this special town for the 3rd year in a row. Life is good, and I am grateful.

This is an image taken with my iphone last year that captures the personality of Crested Butte. The healthy flowers, the colorfully painted door and building and the vintage bike with the essential basket. This town is a gem and it offers us a wide variety of hiking options, when the rivers are not raging, fly fishing, and just as important time to sit on a bench and take it all in and pretend you could be a local.

There is something about this town that makes you want to stay. I met a woman who became a friend that came for lunch, loved it so much she bought a place.

“A place is only as good as the people in it.” ~ Pittacus Lore

Peace.

July 2,

"Climb the mountains and get their good tidings, nature’s peace will flow into you as sunshine flows into trees.” ~John Muir

Hiking is one of our favorite activities . Hiking in the mountains or foothills provides lovely views, ample time for conversations, and prime places to have a nourishing snack or lunch. Whether the goal is one of the mountains over 14,000 ft (14ers) , a mountain lake, or out the front door, it is a relaxing and invigorating experience. Being close to nature gives me a chance to be close to God, admire his handy work, and contemplate things that do not usually cross my mind. There is a rule which is best to follow, especially in the spring and summer monsoon months and that is it is essential to be off the trail or at least close to your end when the storms occur. This is especially true when hiking in the higher elevations.

In this image we were hiking a popular hike, Herman’s Gulch one July five years ago. My focus here was to show the mountains in the distance to give that feeling of effort and commitment. This is a unique and fun hike through snow and wildflowers. The air at high elevations slows the step even of those who live here. I am so grateful for opportunities to leave the busyness of life behind and step along a quiet trail in nature.

“Travel is the discovery of truth; an affirmation of the promise that human kind is far more beautiful than it is flawed. With each trip comes a new optimism that where there is despair and hardship, there are ideas and people just waiting to be energized, to be empowered, to make a difference for good.” ― Dan Thompson,

Peace.

July 1,

Happy July. I will work from a theme this month of life at high altitude. My husband and I grew up in different parts of Texas and Oklahoma and after college sent applications for jobs to Colorado. We had skied here and the beauty of the mountains just touched our hearts. We counted the rejection letters as they came through our mail slot. So we dedicated ourselves to working in our local community. We enjoyed our jobs in Oklahoma. I was so fortunate to work at probably the best and most innovative elementary school in Oklahoma, Eisenhower Elementary. With a dynamic principal and talented and dedicated staff, my first years of teaching were filled with an incredible learning curve and applying the best teaching practices to my instruction. I had great teachers there.
Then our daughter, Sara came into our life and we moved to a nearby community, and I later went back to teaching at Briarwood. It was not too long until we moved to Texas for a new line of work for my husband and Sara attended a terrific school system, Highland Park for 13 years. I enjoyed my teaching days in HPISD and appreciated the top notch professionalism and dedication to learning.
Finally, after Sara chose University of Colorado as her college, it was the catalyst Bobby and I needed to finally move to Colorado. Bobby just needed to be near a major airport for his work so we chose the foothills of Denver. We have lived here for 12 years and have experienced nearby forest fires, epic blizzards, and hail. Our first winter here was the epic blizzard with 75 inches of snow. We used our snow shoes to clear a path for our dog and relieve the pressure of the six plus feet of snow from the windows. We have never tired of the fresh mountain air, pure delicious water, the scenery, and the life that goes with living about 7,000 feet. Our hearts are where they were meant to be.

This image is from this weekend. Bobby pressed me to get my camera as he spotted this duo below our bedroom window. This fawn was most likely a few days old. Here the fawn is enjoying the nourishment from the doe and the doe is leaving her smell and print on the fawn. We keep a watch on our back meadow especially this time of year. Just a few weeks ago a black bear came through with 3 cubs, but I missed that opportunity.

We loved our time in Oklahoma and Texas and enjoy good memories of times there. It is wonderful to enjoy wherever you live. Every place has unique opportunities that add quality to living. The world would be a kinder place if everyone had a safe and peaceful place to call home.

Peace.

June 30

"Humanity is never so beautiful as when praying for forgiveness, or else forgiving another."~ Jean Paul Richter

I am sorry. I apologize. Please forgive me. These are just a few of the expressions one can say to right a wrong. Parents teach their children early on about this life lesson and also try to model forgiveness . Teachers do the same except with a larger audience. Ministers model this gift and it fills many a sermon. Couples and individuals strive to model this as well. There is something cleansing about looking someone in the eye, maybe even touching them and saying I am sorry; would you forgive me? There is much freedom in saying the words I forgive. In that experience ego is a big time loser because the beauty of the heart flourishes. I am so grateful for these words of apology and forgiveness.

In this image I was messing around with my camera one night and caught this precious duo in a cute pose. We cannot remember the circumstances of this look on Belle’s face. This image expresses the feeling of requesting an apology. With a look like that who could not forgive?

"Forgiveness is not an occasional act, it is a constant attitude.” ― Martin Luther King Jr.

Peace.

June 28,

It seems appropriate to complete the week with another post on food. One of my favorite fruits of summer and the American food for 4th of July, the watermelon is in season. There is not much that exceeds the simple pleasure of a delicious, juicy watermelon. To me it is a food that is comforting because it reminds me of the innocent times of youth. Does anyone else remember being sent outside with a slice of watermelon only to use the hose for rinsing so as not to miss any playtime? Those were easy times.

I had been reluctant to buy one this season until it was at least from a neighboring state. I pretended I knew what to do when I chose it -thump and listen. I made eye contact with another person, and we both smiled at our novice actions. So when I cut into it, I was excited to find that it was truly delicious and just perfect for eating. I am so grateful for the simple pleasures of a juicy watermelon and the excuse to get messy.

“When one has tasted watermelon he knows what the angels eat”
Mark Twain

Peace.

June 26,

“Let food be thy medicine and medicine be thy food” ~Hippocrates

I am encouraged by the atmosphere of care and concern for what goes into growing food that ends up on plates in homes and restaurants. My friends from my younger days can remember my interest in vegetables and food in general. I have continued paying attention to what I consume. Much attention is given now to food in the healing process.

So it was especially enjoyable and meaningful when on a recent visit to Palisade my friend and I were introduced to some delicious locally raised food. We enjoyed visiting the wineries and sampling their outstanding wines. I knew Colorado wines were receiving recognition. I have enjoyed some fine ones, but it was the locally raised food that wowed Cindy and me.
The flavors surprised our palates long accustomed to the taste of what we purchased through the grocery stores. There was absolutely no comparison. Two particular growers we met with were Sprigs & Sprouts and Blaine’s Tomatoes & Farm. We were led to them by our server at Caroline’s. She told us about the delicious food we were served and where it came from. So Cindy and I visited these two different growers and enjoyed a spur of the moment field trip. Linda and Ruth at Sprigs & Sprouts and Blaine along with Melanie at Blaine’s Tomatoes & Farm were truly delightful, knowledgeable, and passionate about what they grew. I am encouraged and filled with immense gratitude for the integrity of growers like these we met. I appreciate the food I can get at the grocery store, but my soul rejoices during the summer months when I can purchase food that is grown locally.

This image was taken at Blaine’s Tomatoes. This is one of his heirloom tomatoes. He sells his tomatoes and vegetables through his Community Supported Agriculture. CSA’s are ways for consumers to buy directly from farmers. He also sells to vendors that offer his foods through farmer’s markets. Blaine also sells to the local restaurants in Palisade and Grand Junction.
We did get to taste these and enjoyed a celebration of flavor.

So since it is summer try visiting a farmer’s market and see what appeals to you. These quotes appealed to me. Although I value and follow modern medicine, I also appreciate the healing qualities of good nutrition.

"The doctor of the future will no longer treat the human frame with drugs, but rather will cure and prevent disease with nutrition.” ~Thomas Edison

Peace.

June 25,

My husband and I have wanted to visit Palisade, Colorado for some time. He is the number one peach fan of this area so we hope to mark this off our list this peach season. My adventure friend of many years and I planned to make this area our focus last week. We went for the biking along the wine and fruit byway. The peaches still need time, but we enjoyed the other bounties of this terrific area. Bordered on the north by the Book Cliff Range this area enjoys a good climate for growing fruit, grapes for wine and then with a greenhouse most anything.

The route was a perfect setting to ride our bikes and ponder the unique beauty of this area. Passed by the occasional car or truck, we mainly had this road to ourselves and it was worthwhile to stop along the way and taste the offerings from the local farms and vineyards. It was a perfect getaway for two friends to share time together. I am grateful for the people who work this land and offer us the fruits of their labor. The unique beauty of this area is a gift as well. I look forward to returning with my favorite peach connoisseur in a few weeks.

“Cyclers see considerable more of this beautiful world than any other class of citizens. A good bicycle, well applied, will cure most ills this flesh is heir to.” ~ Dr. K. K. Doty

Peace.

June 24,

Today our family celebrates a birthday of a strong woman who continues to run a home, put tasty meals on the table, and love and care for her wonderful husband. This woman is my mother-in-law, Vi Swanagon, a woman who is proud of her German heritage, her husband, children, grandchildren, great grandchild, and her faith in Christ. She was not only a friend to my own mother, but was a wonderful support for my family during my mother's illness.

As a young mother with her husband in Vietnam and Korea, she would keep my husband and his sister busy on the weekend with fun activities, get them all to church on Sunday and maintain a stable home.

This image was taken last Thanksgiving when they hosted Thanksgiving for the family. Sara and Vi were sharing time together in the kitchen.
Happy Birthday, Mom.

Peace.

June 23,

This last week I stepped away from my active posting but not from my focus on gratitude. I enjoyed the pleasure of a very dear friend’s company last week. It was a gift indeed. There is always something bittersweet about a goodbye and Sunday seemed to be a day of goodbyes or farewells. For my friend the goodbye meant our fun time together was over for now and there are sweet memories to enjoy and our next time together to plan.

At our church there was a different farewell. A farewell that meant a change in the way things had been. And this kind of farewell comes with a sting for we honored a dynamic young couple who live a life of service and compassion and are heading to a new horizon. We have enjoyed the talents of our precious Katie as a youth and family minister. I am grateful for knowing this amazing young woman and the mark she left on us at ELC. The people of Colombia will be enriched.

When you endear yourself to others you give a piece of yourself and that is beautiful. And it can be this beauty that can help with the sting of a farewell. I am grateful for this. I enjoy this Irish blessing about goodbyes.

This image brings to mind the idea of departure, although I captured it while waiting on my husband in Paris.

“May the road rise up to meet you, may the wind be ever at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face and the rain fall softly on your fields. And until we meet again, May God hold you in the hollow of his hand.”

Peace.

June 13,

There are many sayings about family. Some are witty, some are too perfect to be true, and some just fit. My family is extremely important to me because they love me unconditionally and honor me with their tears, laughter, presence, and their understanding.

This weekend marks Father’s Day. I am knowledgeable about fixing things that are broken due to my father. I was an extra hand for him and I paid attention. He gave me gifts I am just now appreciating. My father in law offers gifts of a different nature that add to my soul. Observing my husband, Bobby these 31 years as a father, I am touched by his overwhelming love for our daughter, his willingness to apologize, and his desire to see her grow into the person she was meant to be. He continues to provide a listening ear for her that often is needed more than my own. I am grateful Sara feels unconditionally loved and appreciated by her father.

Fathers are essential to children. There is a strength and security that fathers offer that strengthen the growing individual. It makes me happy when I see children growing up with the love of both parents.

I have observed this quote to be true in Bobby.

"Being a father is the most important role I will ever play and if I don’t do this well, no other thing I do really matters."~ unknown

Peace.

June12,

Summer mornings with the weather permitting find us enjoying our coffee on the deck. This year it has been delayed due to the chilliness of spring and lately the yellow dusty pine pollen which blankets everything outside. Now though this enjoyable time is here. It is such a treat to sit outside in the crisp morning air, hear the world wake up, and share conversation, readings, and coffee with each other. It is something we cherish. We get to know our hummingbirds as they get use to us again. To gently begin the day with such serenity is a gift.
I may have used the following quote before but it is one of my favorites I live by.

"When I first open my eyes upon the morning meadows and look out upon the beautiful world, I thank God I am alive."
~ Ralph Waldo Emerson
Peace.

June 11,

Here in the foothills residents have flower beds with the full knowledge that the deer and elk can be expected to nibble and savor what is planted. We have options that rarely get bothered such as Russian sage and day lilies. I know this. This year I risked planting bee balm for the first time. I was told these critters do not like the scent of this plant. This year I was out of a spray that can be applied as a deterrent to elk and deer. So I was exposed.

This morning while enjoying coffee on the deck, I spotted this deer heading for the plant in question. Feeling entitled I shooed it away with my voice. It was then I noticed that it had a limp. My heart felt sad and shamed. Did it really take a limp to tweak the soft spot of my heart? Is it too much for me to give these creatures a treat from their normal diet of grass? I learned my lesson. I will stick to the tried and true plants for my front beds as these are the more truly resistant to deer and elk. And if these are nibbled, I will be generous because these animals add so much to the experience of living in this area. It is okay if my flower bed is enjoyed by all.

"Real generosity is doing something nice for someone who will never find out."
~Frank A. Clark

Peace.

June 10

Feet choose a path each day and carry us into jobs, new experiences, care for others and the home. Often we do not have many choices of a path to take. But we do have control of our presence and outlook. The path that is taken is really never quite the same if we are awake to notice our steps. The journey to day’s end is not always pleasant, but if we walk it with good intentions we can have reason to hope for an outcome that is worthy of our time.

This is an image from a day long hike on Maroon Pass. To some a hike this long is not an option. I am grateful that I can do a challenge like this, and when there is time to do so it provides a bounty of rich conversations, contemplations and awareness of the beauty of life. It offers new perspectives and renewal.


“Habit is necessary; it is the habit of having habits, of turning a trail into a rut, that must be incessantly fought against if one is to remain alive.” ~ Edith Wharton

Peace.

June 9,

Planting flowers is a wonderful experience for me. Maybe it is because here in the foothills our weather is not consistently warm enough until Memorial Day so there is an excitement that builds
for the day I select my choice of plants and colors, bring them home and plant them in their summer home. It is a day I always look forward to with heightened enthusiasm. I love to have a day outside devoted to this activity. I enjoy the smell and feel of the soil, the sounds of nature around me and the solitude that this activity provides. These flowers will be food for the hummingbirds and hopefully bees throughout the summer and provide a visual beauty that feeds our soul.

“Don't judge each day by the harvest you reap but by the seeds that you plant.” ― Robert Louis Stevenson
Peace.

June 7,

I had the opportunity to walk a labyrinth this week. There are people who travel far to walk one and fortunately, Evergreen Episcopal Church built one for all to use. Our Bible study group met there for a fitting finale to our study of Barbara Brown Taylor’s book, "Altars in the World".

Labyrinths date back to ancient times. During the Middle Ages, if one could not go on a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, walking a labyrinth in a church was the best substitute for this spiritual experience. Today labyrinths can be used as walking meditations in order to focus the mind and provide a spiritual connection.
Labyrinths have a beginning and a center. Once the center is reached, the walker returns from where they came to reach the beginning or exit. There are many ways to walk this ancient pattern.
One may focus thoughts on a question or concern. One may walk with a quiet mind, sensing the pattern. One may walk it with some of its symbolic meanings as seeds of thoughts. One may walk it with a heavy heart in need of peace. There is no single right way to follow the path.

It was a beautiful experience and one that I will do again. I am filled with sheer thankfulness that Evergreen has one and that our church will be building one soon. It is a blessing to live in such a community.
“Nothing is worth more than this day.” ~ Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Peace

June 4,

We recently visited the lovely Butchart Gardens on Vancouver Island. These gardens have quite a history and an impressive story. Pim and Jennie Butchart bought this land for its lime deposits. Pim developed a quarry and built a cement plant on this inlet on Vancouver Island. Cement was in high demand. Jennie was the company’s chemist. When the lime deposits became exhausted it was Jennie who had a vision of developing this depleted land into something beautiful.
By horse and carriage from neighboring farms she had top soil brought in to line the quarry pits. They worked as a team to develop this land into marvelous gardens and through the years the heirs have continued the work of keeping this a place of beauty for all to visit. That is a gift to generations.

This is just one of the many walkways at the gardens. At the time of our visit the summer flowers and trees were looking lovely. This is just a wonderful place to visit and see how a legacy can benefit generations.

"We must begin thinking like a river if we are to leave a legacy of beauty and life for future generations.”
― David Brower

Peace.

June 3,

Change your opinions, keep to your principles; change your leaves, keep intact your roots."
- Victor Hugo

Lately, I have been contemplating roots- what grounds me and keeps me firmly planted. In this day and age one can be overwhelmed by the ideas and how to’s of living a worthy life. I like simplicity as much as possible. I was drawn to Hugo’s quote and it rings true for us as we go through life experiences. As we grow in knowledge we can change our opinions but he advises to hold to our principles and our roots. I wrote down what grounded me. What it is that I go to every day.
It was an interesting exercise and one I will keep in mind as I go through the rest of my days.

I finally found an appealing image of tree roots while visiting the beautiful Butchart Gardens on Victoria Island. This image brings meaning to me to hold fast to my roots and principles.

"Finally, brothers, whatever is true, whatever is honorable, whatever is just, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is commendable, if there is any excellence, if there is anything worthy of praise, think about these things".~Philippians 4:8

Peace.

May 29th,

The hummingbird competes with the stillness of the air. – Chogyam Trungpa

It is wonderful having hummingbirds share my day. I enjoy these birds because they put on such a show. Since I am so interested in these summer guests, I read about them. For such tiny creatures they can be tenacious and fend off larger birds from their nests or feeders. They are only located in the western hemisphere and the few species found in North America are migratory. These active birds do not walk, but they can use a clumsy sideways hop when needed. Their feet are primarily used for perching. They have an impressive metabolism that is the highest of any bird species. At night, in cold weather, or when food is in short supply, they enter a state referred to as torpor which is a short-term hibernation. One sad fact is most hummingbirds do not survive the first year, but those who do can live up to 7 - 8 years.

For such entertaining and endearing birds, they do not mate for life. Females have the sole responsibility for mate selection. Being particular, females visit a male's territory where the male performs a ritual to impress her. If she doesn’t find this display to her liking she moves on for a better option. Once she makes her selection and they move on to mating, the responsibility is on her to build the nest, warm the nest and raise the young. The male moves on and mates with any females he can attract. I wonder how the females feels about this? Do they prefer this? Would you call the male irresponsible or is that giving them human characteristics?

These feisty tiny creatures are a joy for sharing of a summer.

Peace.

June 2,

This begins my sixth month of this project. At this point I have noticed numerous changes in my thinking, and they are all certainly positive. I am enjoying the challenge and the benefits of this experience.

Recently, my husband, a frequent flyer had a terrifying experience during the landing process. He noticed that the pilot had been doing circle 8’s over the ocean near the airport for more than 20 minutes. Originally he thought the airport was busy and the pilot was in a holding pattern. Then when more time passed his suspicions (he had a private pilot’s license in his mid 30’s) were validated when the pilot announced that the plane’s flaps were not working and so he would need to divert to LAX due to the longer runways. Flaps are the initial brakes on an aircraft. Just before landing the flaps are needed as the plane’s air brakes. The pilot went on to say that in 5 minutes they would land at LAX and there would be emergency crews there waiting along with firetrucks. The plane did a fly by-as it could not land-and he counted six firetrucks lined along the runway. The pilot gave the passengers time to text their love ones. Bobby texted me with enough information and closed with I Love You. I went down on my knees in prayer with tears in my eyes and prayed for what seemed longer than 5 minutes. Meanwhile the pilot alerted the passengers to follow the directions of the flight attendant for landing. The attendant instructed the passengers to get in the crouch position. The plane would be landing at about 285 mph as opposed to the typical 150 mph. The pilot used up every bit of the longest runway and the firetrucks had sprayed foam on the last third of the runway. The landing was hard and incredibly loud as the pilot had applied reverse thrusters to the engine and braked as hard as possible. Bobby could feel the impact and his seat belt cutting into him. This all ended well. The pilot had to be highly experienced and talented at his job. Just as soon as Bobby could he texted me that all went as well as possible and everyone was fine. I was filled with thanksgiving and intense relief when I saw his text come through to me. I don’t know how many thank you’s to God I said. I am extremely grateful for this experienced pilot that landed this compromised plane with such calmness and strength.

When we could finally talk about this experience in person, I asked Bobby about his thoughts and actions during this process. He thought about his family and said prayers. He mentioned there was a nearby woman crying and he tried to calm her by saying it would be okay. I am grateful for his strength, his faith, and his kindness under this kind of pressure.

Last week we flew to Vancouver for a few days. I had a window seat and just before landing I kept watch on the flap. I pressed my shutter to capture this airplane part doing its work. I cannot say that we take flying for granted as we say a prayer before take off, but we certainly have a renewed respect for this means of travel.

"Cast all your anxiety on him, because he cares for you.” ~1 Peter 5:7

Peace.

May 28th,

Great photography is about depth of feeling, not depth of field. - Peter Adams

Have you noticed in your busy day that there are some things you just cannot grasp or understand? Some things that are just out of your depth of field? This photograph captured that for me with its softness. There are only a few flowers in focus.

In life there are many things that we have no control over, but if we look at the ‘big picture’ it doesn’t seem so frightening. As in this image when the entire picture is taken in, there is beauty to it. Our critical eyes often can keep us from seeing the beauty and goodness that remain in each day if we give too much attention to what is wrong. There is a balance here to help us in our daily walk . A balance that will keep us focused on what we can do or should do without feeling hopeless. This is when prayer is a powerful tool to keep one strong to do what can be done. The shortened Serenity Prayer speaks to this:
God, grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change,
the courage to change the things I can, and wisdom to know the difference.
Teddy Roosevelt had another way to say much the same. "Do what you can, with what you have, where you are.”
Peace.

May 27th,

"There is a serene and settled majesty to woodland scenery that enters into the soul and delights and elevates it, and fills it with noble inclinations."~ Washington Irving

After a stormy Memorial Day weekend the air is fresh; the sky a beautiful bluebird clear blue provides a stunning backdrop to the snowy peaks of Mt. Evans and Mt. Bierstadt and vivid greens in this valley. It is a beautiful day. I am certain there are many people who wish this beautiful day could have occurred this past holiday weekend. I am extremely grateful to have the time to enjoy it. This is scenery that stirs the soul.

This valley suffered greatly in last September’s flood. Much has been done to repair the damage and reroute the creek with a few more bends so the water will slow its force. We have had a tremendous amount of moisture this past week and this creek is running high. The snow in the peaks will melt bringing more water to this creek. Hopefully the melt will be slow and pace itself so as not to disturb the natural habitats along the way. Nature will have its way though.

"Nature always wears the color of the spirit." ~ Ralph Waldo Emerson

Peace.

May 26,
"To live in hearts we leave behind is not to die.”
― Thomas Campbell

This is a day for remembrance of those who have gone before us, those who served in the military and the many who lost their lives in service. In my youth I would often accompany my mother to a little town in Oklahoma to place a wreath on the grave of my grandparents. Every Memorial Day for many years we did this and when Bobby came into my life he joined us. I look back on this time with gratitude for her actions and also for teaching me this act of respect.
This past weekend Bobby and I visited his parents and on the way stopped at the National Cemetery where my parents are buried. It was an honor to lay flowers at their stones. I was filled with great emotion and many memories. I was thankful to return this respectful act back towards my mother and father.
I am grateful for loved ones who have died before me. I am grateful for those who served so valiantly. And with highest respect those who lost their lives in the line of duty for their country.
Mr. Beecher, an author and clergy wrote this closing quote I use referring to the dead Union soldiers who fought in the Civil War. I think it is timeless.
"They hover as a cloud of witnesses above this Nation.” ~Henry Ward Beecher

Peace.

May 23,
This weekend begins the long-awaited opening of community pools for children and families across the country. When we lived in the Park Cities in Texas, our family would make it an event to get our passes the week before and be at the pool on opening day. One year Bobby went on crutches due to an upcoming surgery to secure these passes. There was no talking him out of waiting. Pools provided hours of fun for us and many priceless memories. It was a highlight when we stayed until the light in the deep end came on. The world was perfect for Sara and so was perfect for us. Simple pleasures indeed.

Bobby and I were both required by Sara at sometime over the summer to jump from the high board.
That was something I just wanted to get over as quickly as possible. The long climb up the ladder and the knees shaking as I walked that long plank over the water seemed like an eternity. I think I may have even held my nose! Bobby had more of a finesse to his performance on the high board.
He just ran and jumped. We made our daughter happy. We had fun being silly. What could be sweeter than that?

In this image our girl and Sara and Chris’s lab enjoyed their first water time together. Our girl had a few summers of experience so she had the retrieval of the float down to an art. Mr. Miles reticently took to it but would let our girl do the work. She would get it close to shore and he would jump in and snatch it away. Well this did not go well after a few times and our girl brought as much closure to this nascent activity by Miles as best she could. We’ll see how it goes this summer.

Family rituals that strengthen bonds are important. Children love the anticipation and adults like the fun of sharing a fun event with the children. I am grateful.

Peace.

May 21,

"Contentment is not the fulfillment of what you want, but the realization of how much you already have.” ~unknown
Contentment is defined as a state of happiness and satisfaction. Contentment’s happiness is not necessarily the happiness that brings laughter but the happiness that brings peace and tranquility.

It is truly a peaceful feeling to feel content. Contentment usually feels the best when you know you have done enough, what you could, or your best, and it is time to take a break and do something for you, for your soul. There is much in the world that one can never be content about, but what we can be content about are the simple things in life that give one pleasure.

My husband finds contentment in a stream or river with a fly rod in his hand and the ability to be fully present in this passion. He has time to be in the moment. It is a joy to watch him, and I usually prefer to pick up a camera instead of a rod so I can capture this beautiful experience.

In this image he was fishing near Leadville in some beautiful water. It was a perfect day to be in the stream, casting, thinking and feeling contentment in the simple beauty of this sport. The sound of the water, calls of birds, and the silence and peace of knowing that there was nothing better to be doing in this moment. It is a true gift to feel the peace of contentment.

I close with a favored quote by an exceptional author on fly fishing and life.
"Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world's great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” ― Norman Maclean, A River Runs Through It
Peace.

May 19,
We had not watched a loved one play soccer since our Sara was on the field in her youth. Watching a precious young loved one on the field opened the floodgates of wonderful memories this past Saturday. We found ourselves cheering from the sidelines and even our feet twitching as if we had control of the ball. Where does the time go? It seemed like just a few years ago we were the cheering parents. It was a joy and a lovely time reliving this experience with a new generation of family.
Time blessed us with our lovely Sara,now a responsible adult with a marriage and career of her own. Our bow wearing soccer player treated me to brunch and a lovely musical yesterday. What a gift! Quality time together is a prize possession. I am so thankful to see her beautiful nature, contagious smile and care for others. There is a gift in each day and while time cannot be slowed there is much to be enjoyed through the ages,and I am so very thankful for all these gifts and all the memories along the way. It is okay if I still see her wearing a bow, turning cartwheels and skipping down the field in my mind from time to time.
I am convinced that most people do not grow up...We marry and dare to have children and call that growing up. I think what we do is mostly grow older. We carry accumulation of years in our bodies, and on our faces, but generally our real selves, the children inside, are innocent and shy as magnolias.
― Maya Angelou, Letter to My Daughter
Peace.

May 16,

With every step that is taken there is something to notice. All too often the pace of our step is burdened with demands on our time. When we do have time to slow our pace and take interest in where our steps take us, we can be surprised and amazed.

This is a female Eastern Swallowtail Butterfly that was on the path of our steps recently. Fortunately we were blessed with the gift of a slow pace and thus were graced with noticing the beauty of this colorful creature. The swallowtail is native to North America. It is one of the most common butterflies in the eastern United States. It flies from spring to fall, during which it produces two to three broods. This was my first time to see one in the wild, and I was grateful to take the time to notice and capture its beauty. I love the colors.

"Small steps may appear unimpressive, but don't be deceived. They are the means by which perspectives are subtly altered, mountains are gradually scaled, and lives are drastically changed.”
~ Richelle E. Goodrich
Peace.

May 15,
This is one of the amazing views in Roxborough State Park in Colorado, and it is known for its dramatic red sandstone formations. This park was established in 1975 and in 1980 was recognized as a National Natural Landmark. If you have not visited this park it is truly worth it. It is a park for all ages for it has flat trails but if one is not inclined to walk, there are numerous benches from which to take in this amazing scenery. But you will have to leave your dogs at home.

This image was taken from the top of a trail that was easily managed. I felt like I was in another country. I only live about 40 minutes from this area but I was amazed at the vast contrast of colors, textures, and formations that came together for sheer magnificence. I think I could be an ambassador to this park!

We are so fortunate to have such beauty to get out and see in this wonderful country of ours. Worries can be put away or contemplated, cares can be forgotten and one can sit on a bench or stand on the trail and breathe in gorgeousness and fresh air.

"If every single American could spend a few days a year contemplating the natural beauty which surrounds us and begs for our attention, half the frustrations and anxieties of our population would disappear overnight.” ~ President Lyndon Baines Johnson
Peace.