Hey! Lloyd finally got the video to work, so I can finish talking about Colorado.
I feel a bit like I’ve lost the right to claim it as ‘my’ state. Born in Missouri, I lived in Colorado for sixteen years, then went to college in Nebraska for five years, two years in Maryland, now back in Nebraska for sixteen years. So, now I can just call Colorado a nice place to visit.
We took a bunch of pictures on this trip, but I won’t show you too many of them. Here’s a shot of Glenwood Canyon:
Here’s a shot of the Colorado River that God used to make Glenwood Canyon.
Here’s me above yon Colorado River. I am not making a canyon.
We actually stopped at all four rest stops in the canyon because I was trying to get a picture of the one that is crazy beautiful outside, then stunningly beautiful inside, then you get into your stall and it’s a composting toilet with the scary hole that takes your business all the way under the river. At each rest stop, though, they just had toilets. I thought I was going nuts, but it turns out they changed over to flush toilets because the holes had ‘filled up’. *jibblie*
We hopped off the interstate and took the super-winding cutoff to my parents’. We wanted to go faster than the 30-mile-an-hour speed limit (seriously, it is a pretty curvy road) but some motorcycles were in front of us in an annoyingly law-abiding fashion. We pulled over to let them get ahead of us while we explored some wildlife, like these ants with a Tower of Babel complex.
Whew, this is just going to be a bunch of random stories, huh? Let’s just get to the end quickly, shall we?
Brad, I saw Patrice at church! She was visiting her parents with her family! (Patrice is an old friend from high school and college and we had just been talking about her last week.) Brad, she says that she remembers dancing with you at our wedding and she was shocked at how good you were. People afterward asked if they were professional dancers and she said, “I just stood there and he made me look good.” 🙂
Lastly, I took a video of my Mom’s garden for Brad. My camera makes everything look blurry, but that’s alright. From one gardener to another, here you go: