Musings

Yes, that’s right, folks… It’s snowing in Denver! As you can see from the pictures, the accumulation is not too terribly significant, however I checked the weather map and from what I can see most of the people I know are experiencing sunny 70-80 degree temps right now. I thought my snowy pictures might provide a refreshing contrast for your day! Plus, Rachel asked to see pics of snow!

Hello! If anyone out there is still checking my blog, I apologize for the long pause between posts. But, I have posted some new pics on my flickr page and wanted to share that they are up. Several weeks ago, Chuck and I took a little trip to Steamboat Springs, CO, which was so beautiful! We went to a few lakes, did some hiking and saw the sights around town. I have to say, I am so happy to have found someone who shares my rediculous love of ice cream! I absolutely love it that when we go on any trip (and I’m including routine trips to Wal-Mart in this category) stoping for ice cream is a must!! The last night of our trip it snowed, so I have included some pictures of Colorado’s first snow fall! Some of the other pictures are from Chuck’s sightseeing adventures while working in NYC. He’s quite the photographer, I think. And the last set of pictures are in tribute to Rachel, who for nine more months is living in a country deprived of the beauty of fall. I took a little road trip to Estes Park today and snapped a few pictures on my way back of the fall colors and the snow covered mountains. Hope you all enjoy!

So, the kids at work think it’s funny, for some reason, to wear Mr. Potato Head’s glasses. They actually look pretty cute in them, but I digress… Anyway, I was commenting on one of them wearing the Spuds Specks and he replied, “I’m wearing Mashed Taters glasses.” Cute one, little dude…

I finally have gotten the pictures loaded for your viewing enjoyment… well, I hope you enjoy them, at least.

Well, I feel the need to post something but I don’t have anything really newsworthy to share, so I am just writing a meaningless post about, well, nothing really. I have taken a few trips back to Sunny CA and will have some pictures to share as soon as I can get the dang things loaded onto my Flickr page (computer woes… I tell ya!). Other than that, the days are mostly filled with work and relaxing. How about you all? What is going on in your world?

How could I have forseen the way things would work out? Long roads and many tears later, I couldn’t have planned it better if I tried. The times I thought it was all over; the times I felt completly unsteady; the many many times of insecurity in myself, my surroundings, and my future… it isn’t what I thought it would be but it’s exactly what I needed. For the roads I have traveled, both joyful and painful, the roads I am on, both secure and uncertain and the roads in the future that I both eagerly and nervously anticipate, “Thank You!”. How could I have known?

My brother’s only dream for the past few years has finally come true. If you could have only seen his joy…

It feels good to be settled. It feels good to know that if I make friends, I won’t have to leave them behind in a few months. It feels good to know that I will have a job on my resume for more than six months. It feels good to be free to enjoy where I am because it’s home.

America, the beautiful, indeed! That time I watched the sunset across the vast expanse of the Kansas sky, I drank in the colors of the cerulean ceiling above me as swabs of cotton candy pinks, jewels of amethyst, strokes of indigo, and the juices of pomegranate gracefully moved all around me. I felt as if I would be engulfed by this majestic painting and had never seen the sun set in such a vast, unhindered setting.

America, your Blue Ridge Mountains stand nobly along your Eastern edges as both a majestic tower and a welcoming warm blanket. I felt hidden and safe yet humbled by your stately presence.

New Mexico and Arizona, such loneliness and barrenness upon first glance. Now I understand the injustice our government caused the Native Americans in a way that school books could never teach. However, what a marvel it is that living things are created to thrive in a land such as this. That is beauty.

California, your amazing variety astounds me. To experience all the natural beauty and variety of culture you have to offer would take years. A land rich in soil and resources, you are an invaluable part of this country.

New England, I love your pristine countrysides and your rich history. Each home perfectly hidden by established trees brings comfort and serenity.

Utah… Wow! Your canyons, your color, your variety. Each moment I spent with you made me feel honored and humbled to be in the presence of unspeakable beauty.

America, I could go on and on. The beautiful rolling hills of the Ozarks in the fall when they appear to be on fire, the beautifully clean farms of Ohio, the mountains of Oregon, the hidden beauty of Funks Grove, Illinois, the cotton fields of Tennesee, the shores of the Great Lakes. It is a privilege to be a part of all you have to offer. May God continue to shed his grace on thee.

Chuck has decided that I need to give my blogging style a small makeover to allow me to link my pictures to my Flickr page. Aparently it needs to be more “book style” with more pictures. Check this out… (Click on the picture)