Festival

Festival  Curious to see if the river had risen since the mountain snowmelt had begun, we strolled into town one Thursday evening.  Our little town was exploding with energy. The river roared, scouring the tow path and leaving scant clearance under the bridge. Trees...

The Long Road

The Long Road I am already beginning to forget the monotonous journey that carried us and our miserable cat from Florida to Colorado.  By great good fortune our route threaded a path avoiding all the natural disasters occurring around us and we had pleasant weather as...