These images are from a photo safari I undertook this week in Jefferson, Colorado, in between intense empathy and hand-wringing.
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Our fence posts seemed to be a set of crosses with a message: Spring is here, the tomb is empty, and resurrection, rebirth and new growth are real.
Grab a cup of coffee and I’ll walk you through a couple of happy hours I spent with my camera on Easter afternoon at the Tarryall Reservoir State Wildlife Area.
Boreas Pass in central Colorado is scenic, lovely, unspoiled and a call from nature to join her.
I’m fascinated by the dandelion; such a temporal thing it is. Transient, and yet tenacious, it grows, blooms, morphs, and flies away, above the fray, to plant seeds (and a new life) somewhere else.
The backstory for this (hopefully) enigmatic haiku is a tale of a search through my photo library.
A lost and found cookbook yields an excellent panini for yet another Sandwich Wednesday at Glover Gardens.
A mountaintop picnic in Colorado’s Pike National Forest sparkled with nature and pineapple mimosas.
Glover Gardens was bestowed the gift of a grandchild earlier this year. We’re calling him GK#1 here in the blog, perhaps to be followed by GK#2, GK#3, etc.
A video and photos of an unexpected Memorial Day weekend snowstorm in central Colorado, and a haiku to capture the feeling.
“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” said the Grill-Meister as he fired up the outdoor burner to cook bacon in 5° weather.