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Michael, For her 23rd birthday, Beth & I promised Katie a horseback ride in the Boulder area. So when Katie dropped into Denver from her latest Americorps projects, we brought her back up to Boulder and made a call to our friendly cowboy Fred. Fred has given up mountain climbing to be a part-time cowboy. […]
Robby and Goose painted our barn (all that remains is some white trim) and they’re painting Robby’s barn too. The color? Tomato Red. Got a house that needs painting? They (including Matt) are all home Columbus Day weekend. In between brush strokes they stacked our two cords of firewood.
Mike, It’s been quite a while since I climbed a “real” mountain (i.e. one over 13,000 ft high) and I wanted to know if I could still do it in my late middle age. So I looked up at the Indian Peaks from 75th St, and thought about which one I hadn’t climbed. Navajo! It’s […]
Joe’s shrimp dish. We returned to Cuba Libre last night and the food was just as good as our last visit. Our pretty red-headed waitress recited the specials, which all sounded to-die-for, and when she got to a description of the eggplant appetizer we stopped her in mid-sentence to order it. When the dish arrived, […]
This morning at 7 AM, Matt, Joe, Diane and I piled into BirdBrain’s van (Better seats for Diane’s back) and drove the five and half hours to Philly, stopping only once for gas and breakfast sandwiches at DD’s. In contrast to last year, moving Matt and his pile of belongings into his dorm room was…can […]
I take some solace in knowing I’m not the only one who sees this and thinks ‘Less than three.’
I take some solace in knowing I’m not the only one who sees this and thinks ‘Less than three.’
Tonight’s moon. My Idylwilde flower photo of the week. *********** Pesky Godson is leaving tomorrow for Iran *********** Hil brought and cooked breakfast for us this morning. She expected the modest Miller family plus Susan, but instead she served nine.
The usual.
The usual.
Diane’s labored for three years to entice humming birds to her feeders, and this summer she’s finally been rewarded. The photos are grainy at an iso of 1600. If I don’t shoot fast the feeder looks good, but the bird is a blur. And, like Adam and Tricia’s, the damn thing flits away when they […]