LIfe at High Altitude in Colorado

May your trails be crooked, winding, lonesome, dangerous, leading to the most amazing view. May your mountains rise into and above the clouds.

-Edward Abbey, naturalist and author (1927-1989)

Monday, January 26, 2015

Photography and Story

photos tell a story

it may not be the same story for everyone
just as written and spoken words are uniquely interpreted 
depending on individual experiences
photos also convey their personal messages
relying on our interpretations

photos tell stories through angle, color, repetition, and light

when I take certain photos
I'm aware of the story I hope to convey

even abstract images
have emotional and personal appeal
different for each viewer

my writing has evolved to as few words as possible
I use photography to enhance and expand feelings and emotions

Abstract photos usually have a literal reference. The first three blue photos are structural angles inside the Denver Art Museum. The refraction of light on that day and at that moment caused an interesting hue.  The open skylight is part of the outside architecture of the Denver Convention Center. The light on the chair is a window display in an interior design shop. The bear is a tiny replica of the Blue Bear (featured in the last post). I photographed it in our room at the Four Seasons, with the cityscape in the background. I added the birds for dramatic effect.

And that's my story!

Wednesday, January 21, 2015

Denver Landmarks

recently, we spent several days in Denver

enjoying both sunshine and grandchildren

lions guard the entrance to the Capital Grille
where we ate dinner one evening (excellent!)

CO State Capitol

we did our own historic walking tour

we started at the restored Oxford Hotel
where we had a room

built in 1891, it's the oldest hotel in Lower Downtown Denver (LoDo)

near the hotel is the Daniel and Fisher Tower 
when it was built in 1910,
it was the highest building west of the Mississippi
now, it's a distinctive landmark amid towering skyscrapers

the clocks on each side of the tower are 16 feet high

we passed by the Performing Arts Complex

we met the Blue Bear at the CO Convention Center

in a final sweep

we visited the Denver Art Museum (DAM)

where something foxy was happening

home again in Breckenridge,
snow is falling

we have the skis ready!

Thursday, January 15, 2015

Herald of a New Year

a pearly gray overhead
western horizon pink/violet
rising sun casting a fiery glow
on undulating peaks

herald of a new day

white in my world
snow whispering
colorful secrets

watching, waiting
I'm part of the silence

I've enjoyed an active and productive blog break.
We visited Denver over the holidays and will return this weekend.

My camera likes a change of scene now and then.

view looking west from 15th floor of Four Seasons Hotel, Denver

stairwell of old photos, Union Station, Denver

I've passed the 5 year mark since my artery tear, heart attack, and stent.
Here's what I've learned:
Don't take Life for granted!

Monday, December 15, 2014


a quiet forest

listen to the silence

Nature whispers

a white lullaby


be at peace

I take time at year's end to reflect.
I hope we meet again in 2015.

In the season of giving and receiving

and above all

are the most valuable gifts.

Hug someone.
Say "I love you."

Blessings to you.

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Wednesday, December 10, 2014

A Blue Day

Have you ever had a blue day?
I don't mean sad, necessarily.
It could be when the sun shines brightly -
when water reflects sky.

My day was that kind of blue.

We're feeling better and need exercise.
We walked the Rec Path along Lake Dillon.

Dried grasses and snow fences caught my fancy.
Snow in frozen clumps on the ground.
We need a storm and soon.

But for today, a blue day - 
one that makes me happy.
I wish you a blue day, too -
a happy day!

Sunday, December 7, 2014

I Believe in Santa Claus - Our World

early evening
sun sinking behind Imperial Peak
a damp chill in the air

in Breckenridge, Colorado
a gang of Santas gathers

wannabe Jolly Old Elves
of all shapes and sizes

experienced Santas and young apprentice Santas

come to run

in the Race of the Santas

in various states of dress

or undress

the race-winning Santa - eating a cookie before the finish

they make merry

along with Rudolph

and Ullr, the Norse God of Snow

I went into town to photograph the Santas,
leaving Bob to cough at home alone.
Seeing hundreds of Santas running and 
Ho-ho-ho-ing down Main Street
tends to put me in the spirit.

I believe in Santa Claus.
What about you?


Wednesday, December 3, 2014

Regaining Health

Sometimes, I take wellness for granted.
Then, illness enters, and I remember.

Give thanks for health.

Bob and I succumbed to the flu last week.
He fell ill on Thanksgiving evening.

By the next day, I was also sick:
aches, chills, fever
cough, stuffiness, weakness
lack of appetite

At 70, the body takes longer to recover.
I spent my time sleeping and reading.
I finished 5 books.
I lost 6 pounds.
My head ached.
Tiredness ruled.

Finally, after 5 days, I woke feeling human.
Less cough, more energy.
I went outside and walked two miles.
The sun on my back felt warm.
Temperatures were 10 degrees above freezing -
sun at altitude makes it feel warmer.
I breathed the cold, fresh air.
I listened to the crunch of my boots in the snow.
My spirits lifted.
I wasn't exhausted when I got home.

I feel more myself.
However, Bob still coughs and feels weak.

When you usually feel strong and well,
you forget the helplessness of illness.
The flu will pass.
We'll feel well once again.
I'm reminded of others whose illnesses are more chronic.
It puts my sickness into perspective. 

Yesterday, a gift came in the mail.
I've named my new friend Moosely.
He stands firmly on his own spindly legs.
He makes me smile.
Moosely lifts my spirits.
(Just like the friend from Maryland who sent him.)

Some days are better than others.
Each day counts as a gift.

Embrace health.
Stay well!

Saturday, November 22, 2014

Denver Respite

In Denver this week,
it's chilly with a bit of snow
on the ground.

We enjoy the Chihuly Exhibit at the Botanic Garden.
It's my second visit to the exhibit.
I feel it's even more stunning
backdropped by wintry skies.

The glass "floats" on icy ponds.

We stroll through City Park.
The lake is partially frozen.

Enormous trees shelter us.
Geese honk overhead.
Serenity reigns in the middle of the city.

We walk by our former house.
We frequent the neighborhood coffee shop.
We eat a fabulous dinner at a small Italian restaurant.

One evening, we babysit for 4 of the grandchildren.
They chatter about school and activities.
Amanda plays the piano for us.
Ben strums his guitar.
Jack shares secrets with me at bedtime.

Sam, age 2,  is my appentice photographer.
(He only needs to learn front from back...)

Now, we're in Breckenridge.
A blizzard is forecast over the next 3 days.

Bob, opening day, Breckenridge Ski Area

The family is converging for brunch tomorrow.
November 23 is Bob's 70th birthday.
He finally catches up with me!

One of our sons and his family will stay for the week.
We'll ski with the grandchildren and celebrate Thanksgiving.

I'll count my blessings.