The weekend's snow stuck longer than an hour...especially in the high country. Here's a view of my local Fourteener, Mt. Evans, taken yesterday evening. Yes, it's the same one you climbed in June, Vermont Sunset!!
What a beautiful view. Reminds me of the Scottish Highlands. Single track road, where you could drive for miles and not see another human, maybe a few highland cows.
Then you would turn a corner and right at the bottom would be the sea, either sparkling in the sun, or grey in the drizzle.
My brother and I never tired of playing the game, first to spot the sea.
Mum would be in the front knitting, and dad would just be hapy to be back in his home country.We alwawys had the same sweets for the journeys as well, orange and lemon boile sweets, shaped like segments,We could neve understand why mum bought the lemon ones as no one ever ate them!!!!
It is funny how you come on here and one isaolated thing will jog a whole series of memories.