Year after year, Crested Butte’s wildflowers continue to leave visitors and locals in utter awe, suspending one in a state of elevated bliss. This summer was beyond measure with hillsides covered in gold, violet, crimson, scarlet- a palette of natures finest seasonal colors. Fields of diverse native plants all growing together. They sprouted early, and went on to be late bloomers, even now flowers are blossoming above tree level. Today is the last day of Virgo, ruled by the earth element, and tomorrow we move into Libra which is ruled by air. A change in seasons has already been underway,…
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The Sacred Waters of Blue Lake, Colorado
Roughly 15 miles out and back through a valley appropriately named “Oh Be Joyful” lead us to questionably one of the most breathtaking alpine lakes. A single track, well-defined trail winds through fields of free range cattle, willow brush, and decomposing skunk cabbage. The valley is wide but eventually feels dome-like as you near the lake. Mountains seem to kiss the sky, a sky that felt far away but within reach, all at once. The dry summer and arrival of fall left a layer of lingering, seasonal scent. Dried foliage crunched beneath our feet, while the rhythm of our legs…
Cinnamon Mountain Summit, Colorado
Late last week we made the trek to the summit of Cinnamon Mountain once again. After four trips to the peak I’ve still not grown weary of it. It sits nestled within Paradise Divide, enveloped by striking Rocky Mountains, blanketed in rich foliage and fragrant native wildflowers. Despite the drought or perhaps because of it the flowers were in full bloom. There were no shortage of lupines, purple aster, columbines, osha, and a vast variety of paintbrushes. You may recognize Cinnamon Mountain from Hiking Mountains at 55+ when we took my mom on her very first peak hike. What a memorable…
A Colorado Mid-Summer Dream
The land is once again dehydrated, dry, and drought. The air torrid and dust stricken. And the fire danger heightened back to extreme. Parts of Colorado are still ablaze and from the predictions of my weather app we are still quite a few days out from a small, small chance of rain. However, the hearty alpine wildflowers continue to bloom enlivening the thirsty landscape. Fields are full of alpine sunnies, mules ear, lupines, wild rose, purple aster, scarlet gilia, paintbrushes and those I’m not as well acquainted with and cannot yet call by name. They sway in the mid-summer winds…
Winter in West Colorado
We woke up to 11 inches of fresh snow yesterday. It is always so magical after a storm, before the new snow melts off of the southern facing peaks, everything blanketed in a glistening, dazzling white powder, while the clouds begin to vanish giving way to winters blue sky. As I mentioned in Cross country and back again my husband and I have been staying off the grid for the last week, at a farm we sometimes tend to. It is completely reliant on solar and wind power, so I dashed out early morn to clear the solar panels of snow to…