Category Archive

You are currently browsing the category archive for the ‘road trip’ category.

Photo Essay: New Mexico Travels

May 9, 2022 in cats, Life, new mexico, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Outstanding in his field.
I am now more educated. Yay, women!
Love the New Mexico sky.
He’s wearing a bow tie.
At my shoulder.
Our favorite pastime. Though we accidentally drove through a gravel pit to get there.
My first roadrunner.

Daily gratitudes:

  • MKL
  • Do-overs
  • That the wind has calmed a smidge

Photo Essay: Lathrop State Park

April 21, 2022 in Colorado, exploring, Life, mountain life, Nature, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Lake with the Spanish Peaks as a backdrop.
Peak Peeking.
A Tempting Trail.
Anytime. But nary a horse to be found.
My best friend ready to head on.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • Goats
  • Grazing alpacas
  • MKL
  • Tulips blooming today

Photo Essay: The Old Church

April 19, 2022 in architecture, Colorado, details, exploring, Life, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 2 comments

On Hwy. 12, somewhere between Weston and Segundo.

Empty but welcoming.
The world through windows.
Nests in the eaves.
Angles.
Did she say yes?
No longer needed.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • Lemon ginger tea

Photo Essay: Colorado Hwy 12 – Cuchara to Segundo

April 18, 2022 in Colorado, details, exploring, Life, mountain life, Nature, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 comment

Took a detour down a little Forest Service road, hoping to reach a random lake, but was stopped by too-deep snow. There were, however, lovely tree roots.
Atop Cuchara Pass.
Choices.
North Lake.
Abandoned Church.
The former Weston General Store.
The former Weston Elementary School.
Bird on a limb.
Looking back with love.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • That K does not have COVID-19
  • Sleep
  • Lemon ginger tea
  • A repaired stair

Photo Essay: Hwy. 12 – LaVeta to Cuchara

April 17, 2022 in Colorado, details, exploring, Life, mountain life, Nature, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 comment

Corners Diner, which looks sadly defunct.
Such unique rock formations.
Curves ahead.
Roadside barn.
And roadside shed.
My stomach was disappointed that it could not have a burger at the Dog Bar. A little too early for the season.
Happy Mailboxes.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • That MKL came up for the day
  • Only nine more days until I actually live with my husband
  • That the Fire Department is trying to contain the fire four miles northwest of here (which is really stressing me out)
  • A successful experimental smoothie

Photo Essay: Colorado County Road 351

April 16, 2022 in Colorado, exploring, Life, mountain life, Nature, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 1 comment

I’m really not traveling the county roads in numerical order – though that might be fun.

But this one was irresistible.
Down the tracks.
And always look both ways.
Sketchy bridge ahead.
The Sangre de Cristos in one direction…
And the Spanish Peaks in the other. I have a particular fondness for the Spanish Peaks.
They all came running up to the fence to say hello. I think they liked my music. I blew them a kiss as I left.
This is the kind of mountain I used to draw as a child, basically a triangle. I love the way the rooftop echoes the peak’s contours.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • Dirt roads
  • An annual State parks pass
  • Meadowlarks
  • Getting gas for under $4.00/gallon

Photo Essay: CR 560 to Home

April 14, 2022 in Colorado, exploring, Life, mountain life, Nature, photography, road trip | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , | 4 comments

Via a rather circuitous route that included Hwy 69, Hwy 96, and Hwy 165.

The Sangre de Cristo range.
Abandoned.
But still watchful.
The Three Trees.
Contrasts.
My Best Friend.
Grazing.
Aspens on the verge of Spring.
Higher and higher.
I found some bison!
Along the road home.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • Trying to figure out the cat
  • The first tree in bloom
  • That K is back safely from her trip

Photo Essay: Ghost Town, Highway 560

April 13, 2022 in Colorado, details, exploring, Life, mountain life, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , | 3 comments

I suppose it’s more of a ghost community than a ghost town.
It was right on the side of the road, up a small hill, with a great view.
Window frames seem to stand the test of time.
This table didn’t fare quite as well.
This looks like the sort of door I might have made.
Remarkably, the only graffiti in the town.
Leftover.
The sunroom.
As I stood before this doorway, I heard a sound. It sounded like a long, low, gentle bray, like a distant donkey. There was no wind. I surveyed the landscape and saw no beasties. I’ve decided it was a ghost donkey, just letting me know it was there. Otherwise, I got no vibes of the past from the little community.
In the shade.
But with a view.
I loved exploring this place. Admittedly, It was a little dicey, as many of the places I walked were clearly above rooms dug into the hillside. I knew there was a risk of falling through. But what’s life without a little risk? The only thing missing from this part of the adventure was K. She’d have loved it.

Today’s gratitudes:

  • What aspen leaves look like when they start to bud
  • Fuzzy socks
  • Robins

Photo Essay: Old Crestone Cemetery

April 12, 2022 in Colorado, exploring, Life, mountain life, photography, road trip, Travel | Tags: , , , , , , , , , , , , , , , | Leave a comment

Sunday was a day for adventures.

I discovered Red Wing Cemetery (the Old Crestone Cemetery) along a county road taken on impulse.
I was hard pressed to find any markers later than 1930.
Many only had rough, but lovely, carvings. I kept thinking of the people who so diligently inscribed these stones and how they were feeling at the time.
Amazing to me that the large marble embedded in this one has been left untouched for over 90 years.
Many graves had no names, just rough wooden crosses, or nothing at all. But I could still see mounds and stones that indicated those otherwise unmarked.
This was the fanciest marker in the cemetery.
A little patriotism thrown in for good measure.
At the foot of the sandstone cliffs with a view of the mountains is not a bad spot to rest until your next go-round.

Very early in my cemetery browsing days, I learned not to step directly on graves. In this one, it was nearly impossible to tell, so I found myself continually and spontaneously apologizing, just in case.

Daily gratitudes:

  • That the wind has calmed (for now)
  • That the power is back on (again, for now)
  • The long cat sleeping on my legs
  • Books
Read the rest of this entry »
May 2022
M T W T F S S
 1
2345678
9101112131415
16171819202122
23242526272829
3031  

Archives

Make your life a little sweeter every day! Sign up for an email subscription to Seasweetie.

Join 2,459 other followers

wordpress stats plugin
%d bloggers like this: