Saturday, February 27, 2010
Tuesday, February 23, 2010
Saturday, February 20, 2010
Thursday, February 18, 2010
Wednesday, February 17, 2010
"Joe," grandma will always screech when he licks his lips laughs a little. When we know that a good story is coming. "Joe, not that one!" And then we know it's a good one. We ask for our favorites. About the boy who stood at the corner swinging a long rope of snot from his nose, or the time grandpa walked into the restaurant with the meat hanging from the ceiling and the flies swarming.
"Not that one," grandma will always yell and then sit to hear the whole thing. We tell stories in this family, but no one like grandpa.
Thursday, February 4, 2010
I hiked Timp this summer for the first time, even though I've driven by it for the past eighteen years. My sister wanted to hike it forever, but the rest of us are kind of lazy, but we finally did it for her. It was my dad, my two sisters, and me for hours and hours trekking along that never ending path. There were parts where the sun seemed to be standing in front of you with not even a leaf to shade you and other parts where the snow hadn't melted yet and we practically slid across the whole bank. We came to a field of wild flowers ( I was never so happy to be somewhere flat first of all) but it came out of nowhere and took your breath away. I remember laughing at a funny story my dad was telling and realizing that having moments like this was the reason God gave us the earth he did. Because its beautiful and its challenging.
Have you ever had a mountain goat run straight at you? It does take you off guard a little, I warn you! When we were eating lunch at The Saddle ( it's a little flat area before you start the hike to the very top) there was this mountain goat further up the mountain. This guy kept creeping up closer and closer to it and finally caught its attention. And then out of no where it just leaps down the mountain, barely side steps the guy, and starts coming straight at us, but then turns to the side and goes down the side of the mountain. And they're big! I don't know how they keep their balance... I just hope the people coming up the path missed the cascade of rocks that goat brought down with it, or i just hope he didn't barrel into them.