altitude · love, relationships · self concepts

domestic bliss

On our way back to Breckenridge with our SUV full ,we stopped for a romantic walk by Lake Dillon. The ice melting in the 60 degree sunlight at 8,000 ft in the mountain we walked along stopping to kiss. I love this area in Spring, a time of hope, a time of renewal, a time of new beginnings.

mountains · wildlife

Northern exposure

Near our mountain home there is a redtail fox.  He comes to our door and glares at us. One day he came upon my fiance who left a bag of dog poo near our back door, left over from the dog park.  The fox glared at him, picked up the dog poo in his mouth… Continue reading Northern exposure