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It was -15 when I got up this morning. -31 with the wind chill.
I had a very romantic view of the West when I was a child, fueled by classic movies like How the West Was Won and episodes of The Big Valley. It was a wild, open place, full of space and freedom and adventure. I retained that image until I moved here, and still, the little kid that lives inside me believes that that West is somewhere I just haven’t looked yet.
My image of living in the West never encompassed slogging through icy streets to an office in a tall building in downtown Denver. But with a warm coat enveloping me like the arms of a bear, I can pretend I am a displaced Russian countess, which makes the cold slightly more bearable.
And knowing that there are places like this also ease the frigid winter winds.
Anegada, British Virgin Islands.
Quote of the day: “ As we let our own light shine, we unconsciously give other people permission to do the same.” – Nelson Mandela
My bear coat
That I got my sidewalk shovelled
Sparkling sprinkling of snow at night
A morning bus nap
While this probably isn’t Harry’s best side, I thought it was an interesting view. After all, when was the last time you had a chance to look at the underside of a heron’s chin? Or is that a chin? Hmmmm.
Anna Maria Island, Florida.
Quote of the day: “We do not believe in ourselves until someone reveals that deep inside us something is valuable, worth listening to, worthy of our trust, sacred to our touch. Once we believe in ourselves we can risk curiosity, wonder, spontaneous delight or any experience that reveals the human spirit.” — e.e. cummings
Laughing with Kelsea
That MKL is feeling a little better
Carrying Mr. Man around when he’ll let me
Hi! I’ve been spending so much time in front of a computer at work that I haven’t wanted to spend time in front of a computer at home. (And I’m doing NaNoWriMo, which is coming along fairly well, but not quite well enough.) At any rate, I’m back now, so if you’ve been holding your breath, you can let it go. There. Doesn’t that feel better?
This image is nothing like Colorado today, where it is snowy and icy and dropping into single digits tonight. The good news is that a return to this paradise is in sight on our horizon and that will make the weeks of winter between now and then far more bearable.
This shot was taken on Stocking Island, just a short ferry ride from the Government Dock in George Town. The lovely little island offers hiking, a gorgeous beach complete with hammocks, and the Chat n’ Chill bar.
The welcoming yellow chair provided the unique opportunity to have your toes tickled by a baby stingray that you can see swimming in the blue shallows.
Stocking Island, Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “It is good to love many things, for therein lies the true strength, and whosoever loves much performs much, and can accomplish much, and what is done in love is well done.” — Vincent Van Gogh
That Ali Boo Boo is back in my life – best thing ever!
Feeling like I looked a bit like Grace Kelly today
Having a warm home and cat to come home to
The light in MKL’s eyes
The Exumas were known for their salt production back in the 18th and 19th centuries. This Tuscan column, situated on a hilltop across from the salt ponds, was a marker to guide ships into the bay to pick up the salt harvest. The salt ponds are right across the road from this spot, and we could imagine how miserable the slaves who gathered salt must have been. The heat emanating from the water was unbelievable.
Little Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “I don’t know much about being a millionaire, but I’ll bet I’d be darling at it.” – Dorothy Parker
Beautiful frost patterns
We did not make it here for dinner or sunset, but I thought our short stop here was beautiful nonetheless. Hope you think so too. It has been so hard to come back to chill winds, long work nights, and having to scrape my truck windshield in the mornings. Memories and dreams can keep me warm for now.
Catchafire, Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “Do not let your fire go out, spark by irreplaceable spark in the hopeless swamps of the not-quite, the not-yet, and the not-at-all. Do not let the hero in your soul perish in lonely frustration for the life you deserved and have never been able to reach. The world you desire can be won. It exists.. it is real.. it is possible.. it’s yours.” — Ayn Rand
Two Bichon Frise sightings
MKL and a lovely date night
Mr. Man’s paw on my hand
My comfy couch on a day I’m not feeling good
The movie “Gravity”
My new zebra frying pan
And on a sad note, please say a prayer for the family and friends of one of Kelsea’s friends who passed away on Friday. 17 is always too young.
And a pure reflection of the colors of the flag of the Bahamas. This was taken at Big D’s Conch Stop, which was an absolutely gorgeous place to eat by the sea. I discovered that I am indeed allergic to conch (sorry conch, three strikes and you’re out). I don’t like eating conch anyway because of the time I dove one out of the water at Cow Wreck Beach and it looked at me with its little eyes as if it were saying, “Are you gonna EAT ME????” It looked so scared that I put it out far away from anyone else who might be looking for lunch.
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “Falling in love is as simple as opening your eyes, when you see the one.” – Mark O’Brien
The crazy beautiful sunset sunbeams through the fall leaves
Soup on chilly days
Hanging up my clothes when I take them off instead of dropping them on the floor
Walk with me, down the tiled path from the dining room. Fill your eyes with the blue. Step down the whitewashed cement stairs – one, two, three, four – and onto the weathered boards of the little landing to the very edge of the sea.
Great Exuma, Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “There is something fresh and crisp about the first hours of a Caribbean day, a happy anticipation that something is about to happen, maybe just up the street or around the next corner.” — Hunter S. Thompson
Reading about writing
A warm coat
Using Mr. Man as a blanket
Having breakfast already made before bedtime
I’m back and I had an awesome time, and you will all get to see and hear all about it! Here’s a taste..
Over the Bahamas.
Quote of the day: “Love is like..waves.. you ride one in to the beach, and it’s the most amazing thing you’ve ever felt. but at some point the water goes back out, it has to. and maybe you’re lucky–maybe you’re both too busy to do anything drastic. maybe you’re good as friends, so you stay. and then something happens–maybe it’s something as big as a baby, or as small as him unloading the dishwasher–and the wave comes back in again. and it does that, over and over. i just thinksometimes people forget to wait.” — Erica Bauermeister
That we didn’t quite miss fall
That Mr. Man missed us
Butternut squash soup
No, not the kind you usually see from me, but an actual human-hand-wave. I’ll be away for a few days, so I thought it only fitting that I wave goodbye and blow virtual kisses to all my delightful followers. Surprises for everyone when I return!
Kelsea and I took the Cripple Creek and Victor Narrow Gauge Rail Road on a lovely June day. We sat in the open car and found ourselves still trying to get the soot and ash out of our hair two days later, but it was great fun.
Cripple Creek, Colorado.
Quote of the day: “The only way to make sense out of change is to plunge into it, move with it, and join the dance.” — Alan Wilson Watts
Having all the laundry put away (and the dishes done)
Earl Grey of Halifax’s Tuxedo Party
This is not a view I had today. It is a view I had in June on one of our lovely road trips. But I liked it for today because it is dry in this image, and it is anything but dry here. We had another day of rain and are still under flood warnings. Boulder Canyon may be closed for a month, with residents up in the mountains having no way to get to town other than a 2+ hour drive around through Black Hawk. Ex-Pat has been in touch with the flood insurers, which is good, and we are preparing to contact FEMA as well. My anxiety levels are huge, and I feel like my muscles are trying to bust out of my skin. This is the first time in my life I ever wished for Xanax. It’s not reasonable, but it is what I’m feeling nonetheless, even though things are calming down. Sigh. One day at a time. Colorado strong.
From Terror Creek Winery, Paonia, Colorado.
Quote of the day: “Eventually, all things merge into one, and a river runs through it. The river was cut by the world’s great flood and runs over rocks from the basement of time. On some of the rocks are timeless raindrops. Under the rocks are the words, and some of the words are theirs. I am haunted by waters.” — Norman MacLean
The lucky penny the House Spirits left in the kitchen this morning
Alfred Hitchcock movies
That the Broncos are off to a good start this season
Spending most of last night and today with Kelsea
Prayers from friends