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I arrived at my friend Caroline’s as the Mountain Peace Forum is picking up furniture. It is the end of a chapter for my friend and neighbor. After years of being part of our Nederland neighborhood, she is leaving the mountains, and joining the legions of residents living on the plains….
Continue readingA carpet of green stands out amidst the blackened trees. It is vibrant, almost emerald in its color reminiscent of rolling hills in Ireland, covering the ground of the ghost-like trees. Spring has finally arrived in the Rocky Mountains of Colorado and nature has awakened from its dormant state during the…
Continue readingAs I drive the winding mountain road, it becomes more and more difficult to see during my drive home in darkness. At first, wisps of vapor rise up off the blacktop, a little bit at a time. At first, it’s only every now and then. But as the miles pass,…
Continue readingPitter, patter. Pitter, patter. Rumble, flash — BOOM! A familiar sound to those who live in the midwest during this time of year. Perhaps too familiar, given the recent flooding in Missouri. As I lie snug in our log home, the sound of rain on the skylight is a comforting…
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