Summer is in full swing in beautiful Boulder. Complete with Slip N' Slide. My son, Benjamin, and I escaped last week's heat by road-
tripping up the Poudre Canyon.
The Canyon highway goes north of Rocky Mountain National Park and we eventually found a great camping spot on Willow Creek, to the west of the Continental Divide. We drove the whole way
with
the top down on "Violet," my much-loved VW Cabrio --Benjamin and I were sufficiently cooled off to wear sweatshirts -- and Durango (our canine companion) didn't jump out -- all good!
Our camping spot had an amazing private stretch of water where we built dams and all sorts of canals with river rocks. Engineering feats
extraordinare. Benjamin also built a raft out of two logs although we decided it really needed three to support his weight and, if Durango and I wanted to ride along, well, it would take far more logs than we could move!
The trip back to Boulder through Rocky Mountain National Park was absolutely breathtaking (as it is each time we make the journey) -- we drove up/over Trail Ridge Road, Ipod tunes cranked, sun in our faces and wind in our hair. It really just can't get much better than this.
The "wee" house is starting to look like I always knew it could ..... it's been a long journey (3 years thus far), a lot of sweat equity, emotional toil, and of course, real money! This year, I've been able to finally garden and am pleased with the colors and textures that are emerging in my little landscape.
tripping up the Poudre Canyon.
with
the top down on "Violet," my much-loved VW Cabrio --Benjamin and I were sufficiently cooled off to wear sweatshirts -- and Durango (our canine companion) didn't jump out -- all good! 
extraordinare. Benjamin also built a raft out of two logs although we decided it really needed three to support his weight and, if Durango and I wanted to ride along, well, it would take far more logs than we could move! 