6.22.17

but the sky

8.9.15

around rollins

no filter, just colorado.

7.25.14

resting place

colorado; absolutely no filter, nothing at all.

6.24.14

red wagon organic farm

I've said it before, I'll say it again; the skies are really something here.

5.3.14

openness

"... The 'shoulds' of expectations.  These are the prisons of life.  Trying to change how we actually feel by ordering ourselves to do so is a strategy that goes nowhere, fast.  Open awareness is about accepting what is and not being swept up by those judging activities.... Our effort to combat our actual experience creates internal tension, a kind of self-inflicted distress.  But rather than march into our inner world and say 'No - don't do that!' we can embrace what is and notice what happens.  Amazingly, time after time people discover that letting things be also allows them to change.  We can approach our inner world with openness ad acceptance rather than with judgments and preconceptions."

~ Daniel J. Siegel, Mindsight

4.5.14

springing

4.1.14

april. fools.

2.25.14

little boxes

8.25.13

 

                                                                                     hasta luego estados unidos

8.23.13

hello again new home number 29!

back to this wide open space business.

8.19.13

daily storm

8.18.13

                                                                                     celestial

the most magnificent thing about new home number 29 is the sky here.  it is varying and breathtaking and sometimes vaguely threatening.  one moment clear, the next full of lightening, always with the sunsets; each one prettier than the last.  i call our home the sunset vortex because the light bends over the mountains as it sets and focuses some particularly amazing natural lighting phenomenon right over our home/golf course.  each day is like a new free performance above us leaving us humbled and awestruck and remarking, "my god!  again!  another one!"

6.23.13

happy birthday amadeus

5.31.13

wild

"i knew that if i allowed fear to overtake me, my journey was doomed.  fear, to a great extent, is born of a story we tell ourselves, and so i chose to tell myself a different story from the one women are told.  i decided i was safe.  i was strong.  i was brave.  nothing could vanquish me." - cheryl strayed

5.3.13

after the storm

back on the front range of the rockies where the world to the west rises in dramatic and jagged, snow-covered, rock faces and the world to the east flattens for as far as eye can see into a endless horizon line.  it's chilly and snow lingers in shady places, but every plant has a bud and the green grass begins to peak through the brown. 

3.27.13

cnx -> bkkblue sky!  how i've missed you!  today i reached the point where i'm starting to feel ready to come home...... instead i went to bangkok.  which, just to clarify, is way crazier.