Last time we went to Ouray it was Labor Day (read: sunny, pristine camping & hiking weather). On that trip we vowed to come back when the place was covered in snow.
Now, it is covered in snow.
The town is absolutely dreamy – it is the ultimate small, mountain town. While we were there we go to snowshoe at Ironton (a ghost mining town), drive the Million Dollar highway, drink a beer, decorate for Christmas, eat home-cooked meals, and play games.
While staying at Sierra’s parents neat house tucked away on the hilltop, I secretly dreamt of places to park the trome in southwest CO.
Switzerland of America, thanks for having us. Sierra, thanks for hosting us.
from the Message version of Colossians 3 :: “Cultivate thankfulness… Let every detail in your lives – words, actions – be done in the name of the Master, Jesus, thanking God the Father every step of the way.”
snowshoe / nordic trek
the people at work
searcy from the fam next door
our family loves the Wolfpack
flying, even in the snow
(1) tis the season for snowshoeing & XC skiing through the Narnia-like forest in the neighborhood. (2) everyday I get to work with this great crew. (3) the best impromptu coaster while reading. (4) a sweet little searcy from the Ranch family. (5) someone in our family has been to every home NCSU football game since 1974. (6) I flew the red-eye Thanksgiving night and I was a little nervous about not being able to fly, but Frontier Airlines made it happen.
I am beside myself for the Christmas season this year. The shift of seasons was almost tangible on Thanksgiving morning.
The best way to spread Christmas cheer is [hanging colored lights for all to see].