sometimes i think: Hell.
twenty days of solid heat.
(Denver in summer)

and then i recall
our glorious altitude
and misty mornings

i will swim for views
only captured here at home
(Denver forever)

sometimes i think: Hell.
twenty days of solid heat.
(Denver in summer)

and then i recall
our glorious altitude
and misty mornings

i will swim for views
only captured here at home
(Denver forever)

what’s more beautiful—
this red, water-begging dawn
or my daughter’s grin?


each touched by showers
so desperate to soothe our souls
from this hellfire

oldest in college
(concurrent enrollment win)
(can remove spiders)


youngest wants hair cut
just in time for her birthday
my new career–ha!)


Zoom meeting hell day
computers that will not work
need zucchini love


Zoom meetings drain me
but how sweet these tomatoes
and basil, with love

cucumbers are here!
and what better potatoes
than purple, from home?


this mountain’s too steep
but i know he won’t turn back
he’d never turn back


twenty-two years in
we’ve climbed many a mountain
and have won each view


you can’t get this far
without climbing some mountains
oh, but the aspens.


perfect Denver view
endless miles of transit
and of course, my bike

we’re home now. screen time.
i want to keep the rainbow.
the perfect sunset pic.


the lake moon rising.
the soothing sound of tent rain.
just being. outside.


