A Rocky Mountain High

 I found an aspen grove to run away to. It was warm and sunny and quiet. C and I spent our first night beneath the acre of aspens we now call our own. It rained all night and this morning, while we were putting honey in our second cup of coffee, it began to snow! Before long, everything was coated in wet, white flakes. I must say, it was unexpected but beautiful. I normally wouldn't have been so pleased with this spring snow storm, because I LOVE SUMMER! But, just south of us, there is a wild fire burning in the Poudre River canyon. I watched the fire smoke drift up through the canyon and pines, flames ravaging thousands of acres in it's path. So, this morning when it snowed, I was happy. Maybe that fire will be out soon. Very soon. Happy spring snow storms to you!