Now that I am down to my final eight days in Montrose, I am seeing things with a higher acuity…perhaps trying to imprint them permanently in my memory…the mountains appear more beautiful today, as if that were possible, the sky a brighter blue, the air warm and scented with last year’s mulched corn stalks. It is a clean scent, and one that will forever take me back in my memory to Montrose. I know all should have been covered by snow long before now, so I will pray for an abundance of snow for the Western Slope…after I leave!😂 So far, all looks clear weather-wise for my journey home.
Some fun from this last Friday off!
One last lunch at the Himalayan restaurant on Townsend…
One final tasting at LaNous Dubois Vineyards…
Yet more pretty that I happened to pass by…
And a picture of my buddy that the young ladies at Iron Will sent me earlier.
There is not one, single thing that won’t be missed 💕
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