Taps on display at the Mayor of Fort Collins.
French onion soup!
Gotta love Colorado
Happy Thanksgiving from the (soon-to-be-in-my-belly) heart-shaped potato.
Hot mulled wine = a delicious fall bevy
Politics. Football. Trivial human affairs. Noah doesn’t give a shit right now.
Glenn Miller tonight. (Taken with Instagram)
I am the rest between two notes, which are somehow always in discord because death’s note wants to climb over - but in the dark interval, reconciled, they stay there trembling. And the song goes on, beautiful. — Rilke
Nice view of Denver from the golf course yesterday. (Taken with Instagram)
Sunset in Beaver Creek. (Taken with Instagram)
A kick-ass bluegrass band in the mountains. Woo hoo! (Taken with Instagram)
As seen in a Santa Fe art museum (Taken with Instagram)
This is love, said the traveling thought
Said the small synapsis spark
That cracked in a whip of chemical storms
And hummed on the cavern walls
Of the ghastly unknown
And so it is, said the sinewy heart
Said the unflappable captain of blood
That throbbed in a throne of twisted anatomy
And granted license to the senses
Of the wondrous known
The eyes wept
For the thought and the heart could not
So I’ve read numerous blogs that spout forth proposed wisdom and knowledge about life to the point of over saturation. And some of those blogs have it right, usually about 3/4 of the time. Regardless, I try to stay out of it. After all, who am I to say that life should be boiled down to one person’s objective opinion? That’s just horse shit, and I know it. But, I will say this: good music, wine, and a good conversation (when you really listen) with someone you love - or potentially could love - is worth its weight in gold. Allow me to explain, if you have a minute. Tonight my wife and I made tacos and drank wine and really listened to each others’ musings and grievances. And you know what? It was so fucking therapeutic that I felt maybe 50% better about things. To you, this may not seem like a big deal, but IT IS. Try it sometime with somebody. It’ll be great. And you may just want to blog all about your simple discovery to help others.
The view from our seat in Cheeseman Park. (Taken with Instagram)