CR and I went for a long Sunday drive in the mountains today. We took a picnic of sushi and pears and Izze, which a Stellar’s jay tried to enjoy with us. We looped up to Florissant, then into Cripple Creek. Maybe not exactly color as in the North East, but we have other consolations.
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Lovely, Barbara! The scenery here in Florida hasn’t changed since the RWA conference in July. Still hot. Still humid. Still green.