Monday, April 14, 2014

Leaving Snow Behind!

Ben (11) off Peak 6, Breckenridge

Snow continues to dominate the mountain landscape.
Another 15" (38 cm) fell overnight.

rock garden, Denver Botanic

However, spring is showing itself 90 miles away in Denver.
I'm veering toward that warmth!

Sam (19 months), Japanese Garden, Denver Botanic

In about a week, I'm bound for Arizona.
I hear the Saguaros are in bloom.
I'll be visiting my friend, Mary.


I asked Fox to keep watch until I return.

Saturday, March 29, 2014

Spring Break Visitor(s)

too many visitors
no time for the computer
be back soon


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Thursday, March 20, 2014

A Rocky Mountain Spring

Seasons change subtly at high altitude.
Winter has the starring role
with summer edging onto the stage
for a few brief months. 
Spring and fall barely have speaking roles.


Though spring is nominally here,
winter still takes command.


Days are longer and temperatures slowly rise.
Though snow melts, it also continues to fall.



Welcome to my Rocky Mountain spring!

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Friday, March 14, 2014

Promise in the Air

a soft filter of light
quiet afternoon shadows
spring inching forward


More snow is in the forecast, but the melt/freeze cycle has started. Sunny days soften the snow which refreezes overnight. The quality of light is changing as days become longer. The evergreens seem to stretch and breath deeply after the long, cold winter. I'm breathing more deeply, too. There is a promise brought by the warmth of the sun. Wherever you are, I hope you feel that promise, too.

Wednesday, March 5, 2014

Vail Village and Meeting a Genius

covered bridge, Vail Village

a day at Vail
skiing in the morning
lunch and people-watching in the afternoon

on a quiet side street
Einstein was relaxing
face raised to the sun


he didn't seem to mind my company
here's what he told me:

"I never think of the future. It comes soon enough."

"If A is success in life, then A equals x plus y plus z.
Work is x; y is play; and z is keeping your mouth shut."

"Anyone who has never made a mistake
has never tried anything new."

"Not everything that counts can be counted,
and not everything that can be counted counts."

"The difference between stupidity and genius
is that genius has its limits."

"if you can't explain it simply,
you don't understand it well enough."

Wow - I'm glad I had this chance meeting!
(musing about these ideas is my One Good Thing)

Friday, February 28, 2014

Breckenridge, Colorado - Random Facts

A bit of Breckenridge randomness:

Breckenridge gets an average of 300 days of sunshine a year.

Main Street, Breckenridge, Feb 28, 2014

Lately, snow is more the average.
We left town this morning in a snow squall to meet our sons for breakfast.

Breckenridge has a population of about 3500 permanent residents.

thankfully, this is not a permanent resident

During peak seasons, the town's population swells to 40,000.


sometimes, it's hard to find a seat 

Skiing and other snow activities draw visitors in winter.
Biking and hiking are popular summer sports.

Pop Pop with Sam

bike chains?

Obviously, some people bike year-round!

Wildflowers carpet mountain meadows through July and August.

Black Powder Pass in August

High altitude affects some people adversely.
Breckenridge is at 9600' above sea level.
Mountains rise over 14000'.

original photo of me (taking a photo) by my friend, Helen
edited in Waterlogue

Keep hydrated, avoid caffeine and alcohol, and acclimate slowly.
Bring your camera to record the awe-inspiring scenery.

Joining with my friend, Nancy, for
Random Five

Breckenridge is definitely One Good Thing to me!
(photos edited in the Waterlogue app)

Saturday, February 22, 2014

Fundamentally the Same

asked about my hobbies when I was a little girl
I'd reply that I liked to read and to write
nothing has changed much
in all these years

art installation, Denver Botanic Garden

I wonder if we are mostly formed
even as children
following our life paths
to conclusion

though people think they change
possibly they remain the same
as their childhood selves


think about your own life
are you so different as an adult
than the child you once were


a fun app called Waterlogue allows me to change my photos to watercolors
however, they aren't fundamentally changed, are they?

Sunday, February 16, 2014

Now Is All We have

a friend from my past is dying

sunrise reflected off high peaks, Tenmile Range

for 20 years, she's suffered a chronic and debilitating disease
remembering the last time I skied with her, I find myself smiling
coming down a steep, narrow chute, I wondered if I'd misjudged

storm clouds, Breckenridge Ski Area

but at the bottom, she was exultant
she couldn't wait to tell her daughter about her accomplishment
by the next year, she was unable to ski because of balance issues

sunset from my house, Tenmile Range

we'd like to think we have forever
but we don't

lessons I keep teaching myself:
don't wait, move through fear, celebrate victories

the ebbing of light

Live Life!

find One Good Thing -  pass it on

hoping for solace for those who suffer and grieve
(my own family emergency is resolved - thank you for your concern)

Monday, January 27, 2014

Celebrate Life


a last celebration as light and life ebbs

a family emergency - I'm helping with grandchildren
my computer time is limited
no further postings for a short while
though mindfulness continues

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Friday, January 24, 2014

Frigid Views



pale blue opacity - icy stalagmites reach for a silvery sliver of moon

small stone

fingers aching painfully from the cold, I took a few quick photos and headed for warmth

this is a small portion of the Ice Castle along the Riverwalk in Breckenridge, taken about 8:30 AM with the Moon still hanging in the western sky 

Thursday, January 23, 2014

Narcissus Blooming



simplicity
a virginal purity
each petal exquisite
a glowing presence 
invisibly gathering 
sustenance



The bulb was such a small, gnarled, ugly lump. Who knew what was waiting inside, eager for release? Who can believe its transformation? Who would guess a winter blooming can give such pleasure?

(I like the roots nearly as much as the flowers!)

Mindful Writing Challenge

Tuesday, January 21, 2014

Dappled Light in Winter


on forest duff
a flickering of dappled light
soothes me


Back to cold and snow but still reliving the memories...

Monday, January 20, 2014

Zen Garden

zen garden
the eyes rest
the spirit calms


to have the rake in hand
perhaps before dawn or
just at dusk before sunset
the tines flowing around rock
streams and mountains forming
from the most essential elements
moving slowly, carefully
each moment a blessing
a kinetic meditation


the Zen Garden in winter, Denver Botanic Garden

Sunday, January 19, 2014

Warmth in Winter - Hallelujah!

In the flickering light of winter woods, the Hallelujah Chorus plays a silent loop through my brain. Suddenly, I realize I'm humming along.

  
Denver Botanic Garden, mid afternoon, nothing much on my mind - except a praise song

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Saturday, January 18, 2014

What's Your Story?

tickle of dried grass
weak winter sun
warming the pages


Walking through a pocket park in the city, I noticed a young man lying on the grass reading a paperback book. It was a mild day - maybe in the low 50's. He had long haired pulled into a ponytail and strong arms bared to the sun. There was an old-style scooter some distance from him, looking like it was made from a hodgepodge of discarded trike parts. Both the man and the scooter seemed like separate entities, brought together by the light and the sheltering trees. I walked until I framed the photo with both the man and the trike, the globe lights in the background adding a feeling of nostalgia. I don't often take photos of strangers, though I'm acutely aware of them, watching and sometimes listening as I tell myself silent stories about what I'm seeing. We all have stories, some intensely private, others displayed for the world to interpret.

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I took this photo zooming a bit on the iPhone which degraded the clarity. I wanted only ambiance.  I like the feel of it, so I decided to make it part of my Small Stone today. (Edited in Snapseed and TitleFix.) 

Thursday, January 16, 2014

Blast of Cold (Or - Blasted Cold) in Breckenridge



Screaming down the flue, groaning in the eaves, rattling the windows, intruding in my dreams, wind blasts against the house. Shivering, I rise silently in indigo light to watch another chilly dawn. (The color rose doesn't always portend warmth.)



I ventured outdoors to downhill ski both yesterday and today. Windchill made riding the lifts uncomfortable even though the sun shone and the sky was blue. We'll take a break from the wind by spending the weekend in the city. It's supposed to be in the 50's. Yippee!

Tuesday, January 14, 2014

Cabin Fever



snow sticks like foam to evergreens
drifts sculpt the roofline
wind howls a lament
cabin fever



I've been cooped inside for days due to gale force winds and drifting snow. We've gotten over 2' of snow in 2 days. Should be great skiing if the wind ever quits!

Monday, January 13, 2014

Night Snow from Inside



standing in the kitchen's warmth
watching cold needles of snow 
falling through darkness

small stone

(self portrait reflected in kitchen window looking out to the snow)

Sunday, January 12, 2014

Wreath Penance - Mindful Writing Challenge

a scraping sound in the night
wind clanging through metal
long-ago gift from a friend
wakes me on stormy nights

though I vow to remove it
the kitty wreath remains
welcoming each new day
oblivious to weather
(and my sleep)


small stone

Friday, January 10, 2014

Dawn Lights the Forest

A winter storm keeps me close to the fire. Wind gusts are predicted to 75 miles an hour.  Breckenridge is hosting the final Olympic trials for Snowboard and Slope Style.
The winners will compete in Russia (there is a large continent of Russian athletes here). Teams from all over the world converge on Peak 8. Luckily, there's an abundance of snow, but the wind chills are brutal.  Standing to await your turn in the half pipe must be torture. The force of the wind is dangerous to the competitors. These are highly trained athletes, but Nature is having her say. In the end, after all the work and all the training, winning sometimes hinges on luck and weather. 





wind and snow
snow and wind
dawn's conflagration
merely an illusion of warmth 

small stone