When Aunt Jana, Uncle Ned, Hilly and Andie moved to Littleton, we had a permanent reason to go often and a comfortable place to stay. I am thankful for the many ski vacations at Winter Park, but I must say that summer in Colorado is truly ideal. When I can leave the 110 degrees in Kansas and ride in the car with my grandparents for seven hours and eat wonderful food and spend time with people I love, bliss is my permanent expression.
The first beautiful site was this, the dining room table. This image means Christmas Eve to me, but Jana and Ned cook just as splendidly in August.
And in August there is the option to sit outside, if you bring a sweater.
I earned my keep as sous chef. |
On Saturday morning, we got up bright and early and drove to Estes for some good ol' fashioned hiking. These Denverites were well-equipped, thankfully.
I literally found it hard to stop taking deep breaths, and I don't think it was all because of the altitude. It was too good.
We weren't the only ones with the idea. And while it would have been great to have the mountain to ourselves, there is something pretty neat about sharing that beauty with other people who appreciate it. I didn't mind.
As long as they don't scare the elk away.
At times during the strenuous (debatable) trek, the only thing keeping me going was the promise of this:
Indian food al fresco. Ken is a good connection to have. He has good taste.
Then we drove back to Humidville, Kansas, and Sarah and Kelsey helped my transition by visiting for a couple days. The tornado sirens went off the night they stayed, which was exciting, but mostly we just laid around, rode bikes, ate Braum's fro yo and took photos like this:
With love.
sounds absolutely lovely... and that last picture? LOVE IT. miss you!
ReplyDelete1. That Elk is dang close or you used zoom. 2. That is one of the best photobooth pics I have ever seen!
ReplyDeleteJim, that elk was dang close. No camera tricks were used in this post...
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