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A brilliantly sunny fall day. Blue skies, temperatures in the 50s, a few gold leaves hanging around. A typical fall day just about anywhere in the United States. But make a drive up Loveland Pass today, and as you cross over the Continental Divide and head down towards Breckenridge, white snow…
Continue readingGiant haystacks. Giant haystacks of twigs, logs, needles and other assorted parts of trees. The wood haystacks line both sides of the roads. One after another, spaced somewhat evenly, some stacked higher than the other, some sprawling just a bit more. Sometimes the haystacks resemble more of a teepee, with…
Continue readingEven in the mountains… No place is exempt from potential terrorism or violence. We like to think that our small mountain town is immune to crime, that we all get along. And for the most part that is true. Reading the police reports in the local Mountain-Ear newspaper, the reports…
Continue readingIt seemed like nuclear war zone. There wasn’t a tree in sight. The house I thought of as the “miracle” house stood on the hill solitary, alone, naked. I knew the trees around had been blackened by the Cold Springs Wildfire, but I didn’t expect them to be clear cut,…
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