I woke up to this amazing hand made large sculpture that was placed in my front lawn. #lifesizeart #CU
On my drive home from my first week at an amazing company I have this gorgeous view to drive into. The depths and proportions of life here are unimaginable to the point of unreal.
Upon arriving home on this 75 degree spring day I have not a single care in the world. Two dogs enthusiastically and lovingly greet me like I am the center of their universe. Little do they know they are mine. Stepping into the back yard I sit down on a swing lay my head back and let the bright hot afternoon sun engulf my body. At 5,414 ft above sea level this is living. I only wish I could share this beauty with everyone who brings joy to my life.
I can always tell when a storm is brewing. It was sunny and warm when a cold breeze chilled my bare legs and arms on this late march day.
The sky turned gray. Not like a storm that passes over the ocean quickly and ferociously . A storm that passes over the mountains holds more dimension.
Behind the flatirons was a white wall; it rolled over the mountains onto the foothills and fell at our feet where it laid for two days. It accumulated and left its mark.
When it was finished the flatirons began to appear again. The storm recoiling as quickly as it prevailed. This time it revealed a sight visible and more incredible than before.
The thing about a snow storm is its beautiful from beginning to end and even in its remnants.
Few things in this world allow us such.
Bring me back
It was at the end of Madaket rd. The house was an upside down living. My room had wall to wall windows on the top floor. It was considered the Guest bedroom. It had a skylight and every window opened to an ocean breeze. There was always sand in the foot of my bed and sun engulfing my body and a breeze sweeping away any fear in the world.
This was Madaket beach. Before anything in my life was complicated.
That’s where it all started and always brings me bACK.
According to comedian Joan Rivers, there are two things mothers have said to their daughters since the beginning of time — “I love you” and “Why are you wearing that?”
And not necessarily in that order.
There are two people that can criticize a woman. A mother and a best friend. I am lucky enough to have both in my life.
It’s not a NYC apartment, seeking space through a stroll up down and across the city blocks. It’s not the ‘burbs where the outdoors are at your fingertips… Vermont being hours away the Atlantic Ocean only one bridge away. Here in my home where the heat warms every square inch and the fireplace compensating for the rest… The crisp dry mountain air felt merely by cracking a window reminds one how enjoyable the altitude is. A place where the winter sun feels as comfortable as a day on the beach. “Never Summer” takes on an entirely new definition. Here it means: being one with the sun and also reaping the benefits that the powder prevails. This is living.
Yorkies Origin: England
Temperament: Intelligent, Independent, Courageous, Confident, Bold!!! That’s my Eva
Laying in bed I look out and I cee gray. Not fifty shades but one gray cloud that smothers the mountains into oblivion
The white snow on the tree reflects off the dark of the tree bark. It’s ever more apparent as the white flakes breeze by in sheets
Sometimes you don’t see the snow because your too busy looking at the aftermath
Be aware of the present while visualizing the future. What’s happens in between is all noise
Baked Kale Chips
Cook time 10-15 minutes
Heat oven to 375
•Tear or cut kale leafs off stems wash and dry well
• Brush or rub leaves with cooking oil I prefer walnut oil. If I’m rushing ill just lightly line cooking sheet with the oil
• season with sea salt
Other seasonings I like to add are roasted red pepper and a little bit of sugar
•take out of oven sooner or later when they look crispy and barley browning.
You can really add whatever spice you want for different varieties cumin and chili powder or ginger and garlic !
Serve un covered for up to three days
Remember when we had to live moments vicariously through photos we sent each other. There were silly moments, sentimental moments and just some moments that were snapshots in time that were meant to make one another feel like we were physically part of one another’s life. We’ll never have to to do that again. However, well always be able to look back at these photo’s and know they were a part of our relationship, a different part, but an integral one.
