only in his eyes
can i pretend it’s ok
because it’s just not
Genuinely Trustworthy
only in his eyes
can i pretend it’s ok
because it’s just not
dog
Snowed Day
So Steamboat didn’t happen. They closed I-70 right after we bought chains, and closed 285 right when we’d gathered our courage to leave.
The roads are atrocious, the highways are closed, and it took so much planning and money and sub plans and my entire car packed for six people… And it’s heartbreaking.
And our Airbnb hostess tried to argue with me about going the Walden route and not refunding me.
Bitch, I’m a Taurus, and I WILL spend an hour on hold and send links to every damn CDOT warning ever made to get my money back.
So now I have a snowy weekend with this snow-loving Pomapoo, my money, and my family safe at home.
I love you snow, but you’re kind of killing me right now. Time to get out the Nordic skis.
Pup and All
back to school and work
my mind’s still in these mountains
burning for a view
A Bluebird Afternoon
so simple, really:
the teens play cabin boardgames
while we ski for love
Unseasonable
trapped in October
a winter snowfall gets lost
among leafy trees
my dog doesn’t care.
he loves snow as he loves me:
unequivocally
sometimes his love hurts
so pure is his devotion
(unreturnable)
like these autumn leaves
that can never give the tree
what it gave to them
Mount Bierstadt
first: the moon and sun
second: 8.5 miles
third: a fourteener
fourth: pomapoo strength
fifth: learning to climb mountains
sixth: altitude high
Front Range Burnout
a weekend hiking
is the only proper way
to enjoy summer
Puppy Love
even in the mud
the dog shows me endless love
unmatched for humans
Road Trip 2019: Day Seventeen, Red Sunrise
red sun, glassy lake
paddling with the puppy:
perfect lakehouse day
Road Trip 2019: Day Six, Gitchi Gami
you haven’t ridden
over the Rockies; not yet.
Superior wins.
with a pup and girls
(unread itinerary)
we biked thirty clicks
Minnesota wins
for elevation record
on these little legs
and to end it all:
waterfall, campfire, cheese.
who would ask for s’more?
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