Today’s A-Z challenge is F and makes for a good day to highlight one of my favorite hikes in Grand Lake. It’s easy, scenic and great for the whole family. Check out if your making plans to visit Grand Lake this summer. Adams Falls trail is located in the Rocky Mountain National Park near the mountain village of Grand Lake, Colorado.
I’ve spent a lot of time of on the road these past few years. I’m looking forward to less highways and more Mountain byways. This is the mountain view near Winter Park Colorado. Thanks for taking a ride with me.
To stop or not stop was the question of the day. Have you ever had that dilemma ? When you saw the prefect shot and you didn’t stop or you just couldn’t, like on the side on the highway? I had already missed several opportunities on way to Denver. In the valleys near Grand Lake, the horses were standing so peacefully against the new fallen snow (first miss of the day), second miss was the the steam coming off the lakes as the temperatures rose above zero. I was determined not to have a third. I finally stopped, got out of car and got captured some amazing shots. The pictures were taken in Tabernash,Colorado and the mountains to the left are the ski runs at Winter Park. Please enjoy and thanks for sharing my stop.
For more than 100 hundred years my family has farmed the the Oklahoma land. Me, I was born and raised in the city but the farm land has always been close to my heart.Few of my friends think it’s a good life, clean air, good food, quite and peaceful land, but there’s always the other side of things. The farmers pray for a lot, but too much of anyone thing. Not to much rain, or wind, or hail. They pray for bountiful crops with a good price at market, but please don’t let diesel prices go to high, that could mess up everything! The livestock need hay, water and moderate weather. They like what they do and wouldn’t have it any other way, but it’s not the easiest life.
So to all the small farmers out there. Thank you for the food on this city slickers table.
Go for a drive outside your favorite path and no telling what you may find. Steve and I had just that experience the other day.Driving around enjoying the crisp cool sun of the country air when we saw one, then two, then three. We slowed down to see what looked like to be several acres of rusted steel. It was in fact steel, some with rust, some with tires and wooden spokes, few with steering wheels and even fewer with all it’s parts together.