Posts tagged ‘Colorado’

How was YOUR weekend?

Yesterday and Saturday we had showings of our house so we had to take the dogs and get lost. On Saturday the weather was very windy and I had a few indoor projects to complete for a friend who was paying me to get them done by today…Mission accomplished.

Sunday was a free day for us. We went to church, had a hue lunch at a steak place and after came home to square away the last few details of the house before the showing.

Bubba has been asking to go on a hike for a few days. I don’t mind hiking in the summer when the weather has been dry and the trails are all pretty safe but this time of year is not my favorite. So I thought, “Hey let’s go to Seven Falls. It should be pretty safe up there. And we haven’t gone up there yet, need to go before we leave…”


We headed over there at about 1:00. When we got there the wind had picked up a bit and it was COLD. There was also some monster attitude in the form of Bubba saying,”This one guy was hiking one time and fell and broke his glasses so you might not wanna wear yours, Lullibell.” But we forged ahead anyway.

The next time I have a brilliant idea would one of you kind people please stop me!

There are 2 places from which to view the falls…one called the Eagle’s Nest and then the main falls viewing platform. There are 189 steps to the Eagle’s Nest. Now, while that didn’t sound too bad while I was standing on the bottom, when I got to the sign that said “Halfway there! Don’t give up now!” I thought my chest was going to explode. We made it to the top with only one stop for pictures and gasping for air. It was quite beautiful to look at. Then Lullibell says, “I want to go over there!!!”


That’s when I realized there was another set of stairs to go to the main viewing platform-only another 224 steps. So we started the trek up that trail of torture. There were two women on their way down the stairs that told me that knees turn into jello on the way down and that there were plenty of parents up there-the monsters would be fine! I will say that the second climb was not too bad. I stopped several times to try and fill my lungs take pictures of each part of the falls.


The worst part of the climb really was coming back down! I thought my knees were going rip from the skin, tendons, ligaments, whatever. I walked down behind two very thin young women and thought that while they wouldn’t be much protection they would slow my fall somewhat if my knees did give out!


When we reached the bottom again I collapsed in a heap on a bench, pretended to be terribly interested in pondered the lack of rainbow trout in the pool at the base of the falls.


All said we had a lovely time at the falls and I got some amazing pictures to show my family and all my blog buddies in spite of the wigglywobbliness that my knees became!


Silent Sunday: Easter in Colorado


We clean up real good for Easter! But, Lord, it’s hard to get 4 people to make a sweet face and look at the camera!


The kids flowered the cross and learned about that tradition today!
Thanks to the Lambeaus for the beautiful cross form!


This is how one wears one’s beautiful new sandals to church on Easter Sunday in Colorado!

Silent Sunday: Mountain retreat


This weekend I got to go on a retreat with some friends.  We stayed at the Pikes Peak resort.  This was the view from the back porch.

The family who owned the resort had opened it in May of 2002.  In June that year the Hayman fire swept through the area and burned their resort to the ground.  They reopened the following spring.

The devastation is still striking to look at almost 6 years later.

Didn’t want you all to think that we were all business and no play while we were there.  This was dessert Saturday night.  It’s called Dewed up dumplings and as you can see it was dreadful!!!  Seriously though it is apple dumplings stewed in Mt Dew!


Haiku Friday


Snow covered mountains,
giant blue sky overhead,
red rocks nestled down

Falcons soar above.
Elk, deer, and antelope play.
Bears and lions roam.

Silent Sunday: Colorado Spring


Welcome to spring in Colorado. 70 degrees on Saturday.  Snow and 60 mile per hour winds on Sunday.  Bbbbrrrrrr.

Silent Sunday: Snow mountain ranch retreat


Lullibell enjoyed the view from our cabin window!

A mountain girl’s Favorite things

the monsters. their daddy. being a momma.

cats with loud purr machines and eyes like green marbles.

maverick’s head resting in my lap.

hugs from the monsters, especially the unsolicited ones.

swimming in the ocean. swimming in the lake. swimming at mom’s pool.

sparkly jewelry-doesn’t need to be the real expensive stuff, just sparkly.

good books with at least a relatively happy ending, especially mysteries.

holding hands. candles. warm blankets. lit fireplace.

the way the mountains look when the fog is rolling over them.

driving fast.

butterflies. lightening bugs. wild birds.

playing in the snow.

a good glass of wine. chardonay. merlot. red table. white table. homemade from mountain fruit.

seafood. red meat. sushi. popcorn. chocolate. mostly the dark kind. cucumber pickles. pickled beets and eggs. cold cereal. chicken and dumplings. gordon ramsay. lion dogs.

going to get my hair done. new highlights.

hearing from an old friend.

taking a photograph and seeing that it turned out way cool

coloring in a coloring book.

knitting. especially the last few rows to see the project come together.

blue eyes.

music. country music. phil vassar. rodney atkins. rock music. heavy on the guitar. the googoo dolls.

sitting and visiting with a friend. coffee. good, strong, dark coffee with cream.

ice cream in just about any form.

the feeling of scratching someone else’s back and knowing that they like it.

a good sale. beautiful shoes. beautiful hand bags. micheal kors shoes and handbags.

makeup. especially lipstick or gloss. and mascara.

canaries. frogs-kermit. turtles-tmnt.

learning about art. Monet. Van Gogh. Matisse.



Edgar Allen Poe.

gagillion thread count sheets.

fall leaves. football games. Virginia Tech Hokies.

my mom and dad. BABY brother! my aunts and uncles. all my cousins.

my Colorado friends. steps.

the way the trees look like velvety fabric in the rolls and folds of the mountains.

cold mountain stream water at the Cascades, near Mountain Lake

picking blackberries.

sitting in my mom and dad’s front yard under the trees at just about any time of day or evening.