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This and the two above: Linda Fleming

Most handsome and best companion

Greetings from Friday night! It is exceedingly rare for us to have two events in one day, so you know it’s pretty special when we do. The recently completed Ent Center for the Arts (such a gorgeous space!) hosted¬†Sybarite5, a unique and fabulous string quintet that plays Radiohead covers, among other magical music, so, you know, deal sealed. The show was fun and funny and the music super wow, wow, wow. These people can play, y’all!

We also had a pre-show nosh at Tap Traders – my stellar, delightfully pink and purdy, sour beer was a blackcurrant, and the hubster’s an Oktoberfest – tis the season. If you’re local (even just passing through), head on over to the Ent Center to see Linda Fleming’s great works, outdoors and in, check out the multitude of other sculptures, the beautiful architecture, and the stellar view (photo below), of course. You won’t regret it!

 

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Blazing Trail

Hey there! Off we go on last weekend’s most beautiful almost fall road trip. The best traveling dog we know takes time to savor the view – literally!

How cute is Juniper carrying her own weight?! The one downfall is her lack of awareness about her increased girth, bashing into legs (mostly mine), trees, and rocks. It doesn’t slow her one iota. The girl is a tank.

The trail was creekside much of the time, babbling along in conversation, of all that is good and right and true.

I’ll let the beauty of nature speak for itself, here. Goll-ee.

The best companions I know.

Wrapping our perfect day in Avon. See you tomorrow!

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end of summer

Oh gosh, the morning air lately. I wake up chilled and cuddle the hubster while the light changes. Sometimes we chat of all that woke up swimming in our brains. Funny stories, dreams – little and big, rages and raves.¬†Then we’re up and out and walking and taking in the beauties of this great and glorious city. It’s difficult to imagine a better beginning to our day. Geese off to warmer pastures, pools of mountain light, cotton candy pillow clouds. And twice this week, there was snow on Pike’s Peak. I love that mountain from every angle, but boy, how each is enhanced when the wintry robes are on.

We met our littlest cousin yesterday, healthy, happy, and positively adorable. Juniper was so curious and good, hopping up to get a sniff while I cuddled and cuddled and cuddled, before playing guard dog and distant observer. Such sweetness.

It had been a while since I held such a wee babe (eight pounds at the moment), and I am delighted to report that I remain dazzled by every aspect: the tiny hands, tiny cries, rosebud lips, soft sighs and spit-up.

And, as promised, our little herb patch, fruit orchard, and wood store, fenced and protected from our best digger dog. We have two varieties of sage, chives, nectarine, cherry, and plum trees; rhubarb, strawberry, black raspberry, blackberry, red and black currant, elderberry, and gooseberry. What beautiful harvests we have in our future!

Oh gosh, we are so tired around here. After hours and hours of landscaping and gardening, all that moving to and fro, to and fro, fingers sore, arms so very brown from such labor, I am ready for stillness. To not wonder if I have time to walk with Greg and Juniper come morning or just squeeze in the time to walk. To see the floodway wet with last night’s rain, ducks squawking, sun pennies glittering. To take my time and not wonder what on the list is next. So soon! I am ready and waiting on bated breath. Yes.

One of the sights when I have had time to walk – these little pups stirring up a ruckus, well, really just the chihuahua, whenever Juniper walks by. I don’t quite know how they do it, but they are up at the top of that six foot fence lickety-split quick.

Our happy girl. What luck to have found each other. Indeed.

The two of them together. Happiness!

Greetings from the Protestant Nave of the Air Force Academy Chapel, probably my most favorite work of Modern Architecture in the world and in the neighborhood, too. Lucky me. We took our cousin Cynthia (Hello!) for a tour, who was here for a most fabulous few days of adventure, good eating, and stellar conversation. Thank you Walter Netsch, brutalist architect extraordinaire, for your imagination and vision for this tetrahedron masterpiece. Indeed.

The Catholic Chapel

Jewish Temple

Two by two (hands of blue)…

Polaris Hall – named for the brightest star.

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