Back in the BogsPosted: August 25, 2009
(103: Street performer on the Pearl Street Mall in Boulder.)
M and I are home. It’s been a long day. We both woke up way too early and decided it was better to get up and get ready to go rather than fall back to sleep and risk waking up too late to catch our flight out of Denver.
The drive from Boulder to Denver was pretty, the sun rising on the eastern plains while the mountains to the back of us were shrouded in colorful clouds as the sunlight played on them. We drove past fields of sunflowers with their faces all turned to the sun. I didn’t take any photos. The camera was packed and I think I was played out as far as photography was concerned, knowing that I already had a large number of photographs to go through when I returned home. The Blob played a role as well. I put a good face on it all while we were hiking and soaking up the beauty of the mountains, but I’m still a bit bummed by it all as I don’t think the solution will be easy or cheap given the research I’ve done. I wouldn’t mind being wrong in this instance. I cannot afford a new camera at this time and I suspect the cost to fix the one I have won’t be worth it.
We stopped at the farm down the road for some veggies to have for dinner tonight. The harvest is coming in fast and furious now. I’ll be busy. Our own garden has yielded a large bag of tomatoes. I see a lot of canning and freezing in my immediate future.
Our granddaughters and their parents will be coming for a visit this weekend. It’s county fair time and that’s become a tradition for us. I’m looking forward to spending the weekend with them and visiting the fair.
Hopefully all this busy-ness will be enough to keep me from getting the post-vacation blues. Things seem kind of flat here in the Bogs just now. No glorious and grand mountains in the background, and the humidity seems more of a drag than adjusting to the high altitudes. On the plus side, I’ve run up and down the basement stairs many times since being home and I wasn’t winded once.