Pitter Patter

I stopped by Nancy Lewis Park for a minute or two yesterday, just long enough to grab this shot of bird footprints on the frozen pond surface.

A Little Pick-Me-Up

Well I don't know about you, but for me the news cycle just in the last few days has been utterly insane, which is causing me a lot of stress, sleeplessness and a petite soupçon of depression. Today I just about had enough when I saw our batsh*t crazy president's letter to the PM of Norway, Jonas Gahr Støre. After processing that nonsense I was treated to a horrible video of ICE agents violently smashing in the windows of a woman's car while simultaneously screaming at her and her passenger not to f*cking move and to f*cking get out of the car. How could they possibly comply with both of those orders? That was enough to make me jump in my car with a camera just to chase a few moments of sanity. I was looking for anything to focus on that might cheer me up when I drove past this cute little house on West Colorado Avenue that I've never noticed before. It's like someone just plopped it down there to lift my spirits.

Sunday Style!

Here are my last few style photos from our May 2024 visit to London. Hope you've enjoyed all the chic Londoners!

Everywhere I looked (including at my own feet), I saw Adidas. Mine are blue and yellow but I saw them in every possible color combination.

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No blog post yesterday, I was too zonked out after getting three vaccines: Covid, shingles and flu. I was feeling pretty rotten as a result. Today was a little better, although I'm still not 100%. Here's another snap from the overlook in Palmer Park. There's lots of nice snow on the mountain now.

Not Much Has Changed

I took this from the overlook in Palmer Park this afternoon. The foothills above the Mountain Shadows neighborhood still look bare, thirteen and-a-half years after the Waldo Canyon Fire torched everything in its 18,247 acre path, including 346 homes in that part of the city. I'm sure it looks different up close, but from this distance it's almost like the fire just happened, there doesn't seem to be any apparent new growth although there was actually a huge push to plant things as soon as they were able. It must all be low bushes and grasses. I know that it takes decades (or even centuries) for Mother Nature to rebuild after a catastrophic fire. I miss the way these foothills used to look.

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I haven't showed you this view in a while. The Garden of the Gods is extra beautiful in winter.

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A nice take on last Sunday's view. We are so lucky here.