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The sound of silence. This and the occasional hissing sounds of my skis or galloping sounds from one of the dogs as they come romping along behind us. I stare at the snow weighing down the boughs of the fir and pine trees. A glance down shows I am not…
Continue readingHikers, backpackers, dogs, and more dogs. It was a perfect day for hiking — lots of sunshine, blue skies, a crisp fall day. Donning my vest and a simple long-sleeve shirt, we made our way up the trail. I glance over to the creek. In contrast to early last summer,…
Continue readingDriving the road along the shore of Brainard, I spotted the large antlers poking above the willows, like a periscope of a submarine. The large bull moose was intent upon eating, tearing at the supple branches of willows, one after another. Other visitors pulled to the side of the road,…
Continue readingThe snow was picking up, making it difficult to see, much less drive, as we entered the outskirts of Boulder. The streets had suddenly become that much more icy, as the slush began to accumulate in between the lanes. Out of the corner of my eye, some brightly colored lights caught…
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