So, in keeping with this confession I'll tell you that we had a lovely long lunch with Rick and JoAnne on Monday, and took no pictures. We drove up to Boulder to meet them at the Met and on our way home we stopped at our favorite Rincon Argentino to pick up a large order of their yummy empanadas. Most of them made it to our freezer, but we kept some out to share with Jesse and Erin the next night. We also enjoyed a strawberry/rhubarb Julian pie that we've dragged around with us since January (in the freezer!). Once again, no pictures.
Then, last night, we celebrated multiple birthdays at another of our all time favorite restaurants in Denver, Mizuna. We shared lots of wine, Beef Wellingtons, Scallops and most excellent desserts. We Ubered home. No pictures.
Jesse and Erin are coming to Beluga this afternoon for an inside Happy Hour (it's been pouring all day long) and then out for one last dinner so I'll try to remember to take pictures of them. Check back and see if I did!
Even though it's been raining constantly, the Lilac Looter was hard at work. Imagine my surprise when I looked out my window and saw....
|cowboy boots guard against ticks in high grass, I'm told....|
Thanks to him, Beluga now smells like Springtime instead of a Chinese restaurant. A good thing.
Thursday Dave and I took rt. 67 through Sedalia with the South Platte River as our destination.
On our way we turned off onto the dirt Rampart Range Road to find a nice quiet place in the woods for our lunch.
We found just the place beside another huge boulder that seemed very out of place. It was balanced on two tiny points smack in the middle of deep woods.
We wondered where it came from!
|see what I mean? Perspective.....|
After lunch we continued on to the River. This is one of our favorite drives, any time of year, but in the spring there are lots of flowers along the way and the river is rioting along noisily.
We found a lovely calm spot and sat on some smooth rocks so we could put our feet in the water. It was almost 90 degrees outside so the cold water felt really good.
I saw something interesting in the water at my feet so I slid down the smooth rock (a little faster than I'd planned....) and into the water to investigate. The water was deeper than it looked but I managed to keep the phone in my pocket dry.
I worked the little things along with my foot until I could reach into the water without getting to very wet. They looked like little bubbles.
I was quite pleased with myself and they have now joined my small rock collection under the Jeep's front seat.