October Orange

little orange pumpkin on a ledge

Copper cutters

little orange pumpkin on a ledge

Copper cutters

Buzzing by Vail, Colorado
We (my husband and I) wandered, though not lost, for almost 2 weeks in our motor home in late September and early October. It was a glorious, warm fall fortnight (waxing a bit colonial). The treasure we enjoyed was yellow.
We stumbled onto an alliterative Fruita Fall Festival:

Cowboys, Ranchers, Homecoming, Tacos, Lemonade and Funnel Cakes
I bought a funky tote bag from Casa from Guatamala who thanked Skip for his military (counter-intelligence) work in Nicaragua years ago after they conversed in Spanish for a bit.



the pitter patter of
A new baby is brewing for my family – arriving some time in May.
A new grandbaby. My oldest daughter is expecting! She’s glowing.
Her only child, my only grandchild, has eyes that sparkle at the mention of it.
Ahhh, again, the pitter patter of little feet and the pure joy those little spirits, fresh from the heavens, have swirling about them.

Blessings to my daughter. Blessings to our family! What a joy to be part of the circle!