I am in here.
The tops of the Front Range are hidden in the snow clouds. The rain has started out as snow — perfectly disappointing. Or I could say that the snow has started out like rain. Either way, this is the perfect definition day of the start of hibernation. Whether I mean hibernation for bears or for … Continue reading top of the slope
Being 2 weeks sober (cheers in the background), I can appreciate this lovely September morning, even though I still feel wobbly on my legs. What’s up anywhere? Of course, the snowball in hell melted as quickly as I’d expected it to. But I should not gloat; I am a mere B-list blogger, if that. I … Continue reading September mornings
Seen first at Captains Quarters: Abbas: Unity government to recognize Israel I wonder how long this will last. Personally, I give it till morning.
In Boulder, the heat (so far) is dry. Dryer than in Cincinnati, at least. Not a lot of places, outside maybe the Congo, are more humid than Ohio in summer. I surprised myself and stayed outside for much of yesterday afternoon, wandering around to various places, including the nearby park by Boulder Creek. The creek … Continue reading It's a dry heat
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