What Are These Called?

If you follow Colorado State Highway 9 south from Ute Peak Road, you’ll see a small “herd” of these animals, on the right, as you approach Silverthorne. I think they’re Scottish Highland Cattle, but dont know for sure. They’ve been tempting my eye for months, but this is the first time that I’ve taken the initiative to stop.

One reason that I did, is that I’ve not been shooting…on purpose. The scenery where I’m living is, as they say, breathtaking. I could shoot twenty calendars worth of photos, every day. That’s the thing, though. I look out through the Stew Wagon windows and see the same photos that have been shot a million times. There’s nothing to set them apart from anyone else’s pics. So, I dont shoot. Here are some examples.

Now, it’s easy to see why I love living where I do. Who wouldnt? The question is, Are you willing to sleep in your car when it’s snowing and blowing up a blizzard? Yes. I am. (I think.)

So, that’s it for me, today. Thanks for following, Liking, and sharing.

~Enjoy the Life you’re living.

The Second Book of Don…


Up here on the mountain, it’s almost at its height. A yearly celebration that I love, although I do miss the variety of colors that one gets in other areas of the country. Nights are cooler, but not cold. Sometimes, in the wee hours, I’m wakened by the bugling of an elk, or by the scuffling of unknown feet in the gravel around the Stew Wagon. Mornings, I can still walk, but I need gloves and a jacket…and it’s dark.

That’s the part that gets me, right now. It seems like we only had a couple of weeks when the sky was light when I got to the mill. For the moment, though, there are still a few hours of light at the end of the day. I find that oddly appropot for this moment in my life.

In the past year, I’ve hit several major Life Events. I’ve taken a J.O.B., and become a bonafide Vagabond. My parents have both passed away. On the eighth of this month, I turned sixty. I was telling a friend that it’s less like I’m beginning a new chapter, and more like starting a whole new book – The Second Book of Don.

I’m both excited and nervous about the prospect. Last night, as I sat in the Stew Wagon, winding down before bed, I made an outline for the next eighteen months. It goes something like this. Pay off my little bit of debt, complete the conversion of the Stew Wagon, and do some regional travel. Also, I’m going to visit my daughter and her family in South Carolina.

Two years ago, I was praying to die. Now, I’m looking forward to the rest of my life, and there’s a lot to look forward to.

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~Enjoy the life you’re living.

Free Day at Denver Botanic Gardens…

Even when there’s not an eclipse, one can still enjoy a late summer day in a garden. Denver Botanic Gardens boasts over 23 acres of beautifully maintained gardens and quiet areas. No matter what you’re after, a lunch nook or some peaceful shade, there’s a place to get comfortable.  Naturally, a free day means lots of people, but the place is spacious enough that it wasnt crowded. This particular free day fell when most kids are already back in school, so the vibe was peaceful, at times, almost hushed. There were lots of couples, cameras, strollers, and hats. Skies were clear and sunny.

A couple of friends and I found a very convenient parking space, just across from the entrance. Gathering our gear (in my case, the MKii, 24-105mm and a 50mm), we crossed York Street and went inside, cameras at the ready.

Now, I need to apologize to you. As noted in a previous post, I havent covered any events this summer, so my brain was in Tourist, rather than Journalist mode. Consequently, I didnt do many frames of my surroundings. No shots of the entrance. Very few of the grounds. Glancing at the contact sheet last night, it appears that I was mostly interested in the flora and fauna. Nor did I do any video, at all. I really need to get back on my game.

Also, I’ll take this moment to repeat how much I appreciate women. On a sun-filled day, women are prone to bedeck themselves in marvelous ways. Broad hats, bright colored dresses or blouses, and all manner of flowing garments were not unusual.  Men, on the other hand, tend to be less demonstrative, in khaki shorts, long socks, golf shirts, and ugly hats. Not surprisingly, this is less inspiring to my inner artist.

These two young women agreed to pose for me, as we had run into each other a couple of times. One lives here in the Denver area. Her friend is visiting from Austin, and was glad to be far away from the deluge in that city.

Patricia and Michelle 2

My friends, Eldon and Joe, helped make it a good day. There are more pics below. Thanks for following, liking, and sharing.

~Enjoy the Life you’re living.