Thank you for all your kind wishes for our 50th Anniversary.
We're still smiling over happy memories
(and trying to lose the pounds we gained from all the desserts).
Our high altitude summer is nearly over.
Temperatures are falling close to freezing overnight.
Even in bright sunshine, there's a chill in the air.
I wake early and bundle into my heavy fleece robe.
I light a fire and brew a mug of tea.
Watching sunlight filter through the forest, I start a new day.
Most of the high altitude wildflowers have turned to seed.
My gardens are having one final bloom before frost.
I began seeing Gentians in meadows near my house a couple weeks ago.
The saying is that when the Gentians bloom,
it's 6 weeks until snow.
Often, we have afternoon storms.
Lately, when it rains at the house, it snows on the high peaks.
I hope that snow below tree line holds off so we can experience fall colors.
Already, sunflowers are mimicking the shades of autumn.
The forest floor is turning sienna and gold.
Waldo intends to smell the flowers while they last.
I do too!
I hope wherever you are in the world,
you find something beautiful that makes you smile.