Fuckin around with long exposures at dusk.
Mama Pigeon hatched 2 and raised 0. The little family was adorable until the babies starved to death and fell off the edge after the nest blew away. Poor little guys.
Ma and Pa came out for a week. We lounged in Cheesman Park, caught a Rockies game, went to the Emily Harris, Arlo Guthrie and Steve Martin concert at Red Rocks, ate at Snooze twice, toured the Nature & Science Museum, and brunched with Ryan at Lindsay's place. I aced that parental visit.
I was born in Ft Collins because they moved out here immediately after getting hitched so Dad could attend grad school at Colorado State. His concentration was communications/speech and this is the building he spent the most time in teaching and studying.
We revisited our old haunts. This is the hospital where I was born. I asked them to reenact the labor. Just until we reached the inside of the doors.
The first apartment we lived in.
Last time I was here I was not even a year.
We stopped by to see a friend from college. Josh attempted to teach me graphic design, but I wouldn't have it.
Ry & I camping, hiking with friends, and burning mail near Aspen.
Wednesday, September 12, 2012
Sunday, April 29, 2012
Tuesday, March 20, 2012
Skijoring, the Rockies 'r Purdy, Olivia's Visit, CRV

*I did not take this picture.
We watched one sled dog race end and one begin earlier that morning. We learned many of the dogs are mutts. A popular pairing is husky with pointer.

*Again, I did not take this picture. Don't know who did. Also, it was not taken in Leadville.
Workin on a graphic design project. Graphic design- my latest venture. There's a surprising amount of ole' fashion illustration to it.
Pulled over and took this off 285 on the way back from Buena Vista a couple weeks ago.
My friend Olivia left her home in western NC about a year ago to pick blue berries in Maine, drive through Elkhart, IN (my home town, thank you very much) to get to Minneapolis, attend a wedding in Idaho, weed clip in CA, deliver her sister's baby near Sedona, AZ, back to CA, up to OR to have an unexpected love affair, down to CA again.... a train brought her to Denver in 30 hours late last week. She stayed til this morning. We did some Denver stuff...
Took her to Red Rocks Sunday...








"You hungry, Liv? Two words- Casa Bonita."
That's a waterfall in the restaurant and a diver climbing to dive again. A ~20ft Waterfall in a Mexican Restaurant! Spectacular!
At first we were in awe. But then, after they fed us junkier than average imitation Mexican food and assaulted us with the worst cowboy dinner theatre since watching the kid in boots next to you vomit his previous meal, we wanted out in a big way.
Monday, February 13, 2012
Since Christmas...
Ryan's 34th birthday was January 23. We made cupcakes with homemade butter cream icing!! And also hit up the hot springs. It just feels so good.
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