Sometimes I realize I’m distracted by the myriad of data and news and trivia (oh my!) that worm their way into my consciousness and need a break from all that external stimuli.

These images are from a photo safari I undertook this week in Jefferson, Colorado, in between intense empathy and hand-wringing.

Boreas Pass in central Colorado is scenic, lovely, unspoiled and a call from nature to join her.

We had a visit from a beautiful mule deer here at Little House in the Rockies this week. She wasn’t at all skittish or shy.

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.

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.

The backstory for this (hopefully) enigmatic haiku is a tale of a search through my photo library.

Scrabble is a great game for COVID-19 quarantining. (And I finally won.)

A mountaintop picnic in Colorado’s Pike National Forest sparkled with nature and pineapple mimosas.

My lost loved ones were in this sky, whispering a gossamer goodbye.

A return to the slopes provided a fierce hunger and Amica’s Pizza in Salida beckoned to us from the street. What a great choice!

The sky over South Park Valley demands a haiku today, the first day of NaHaiWriMo 2020.

Haiku inspired by a coming storm in the Colorado Rockies.

A video and photos of an unexpected Memorial Day weekend snowstorm in central Colorado, and a haiku to capture the feeling.

A magnificent bighorn sheep posed for me, turning this way and that. He was either mildly amused or mildly annoyed, and we enjoyed a few moments together. Three haiku and these photos are the result.

“Desperate times call for desperate measures,” said the Grill-Meister as he fired up the outdoor burner to cook bacon in 5° weather.

A wake-up song appropriate for a jet-lagged traveler is actually a wake-up call for much, much more.

Magpies pose and inspired haiku with their tuxedo coloring and bright blue wings.

sparkling crystal limbs perfect in their nakedness waiting for springtime We’re back at Little House in the Rockies. It’s beautiful. I’m thankful. © 2018 Glover Gardens

Autumn is all around us at Little House in the Rockies, and a haiku came naturally, like the fall colors.