Adventure Sunday

We took a much needed get-away Sunday.  We have been wanting to see the small town of Rye with the intentions of someday living in a smaller community.  This is an area similar to where we live, close to the front range/Wet mountains.  But the mountains are higher.  The little town is part of a tri-town group known as the greenhorn valley.  Greenhorn mountain is 13'er very close.  We ate at this little cafe, Rye Cafe, which was VERY good.  They make paninis.  After lunch we looked at a couple of houses then went up into the mountains.  As it turns out it is very close to Westcliffe, one of our favorite places, our first choice when we dreamed of living in Colorado.  On the way to Westcliffe we stopped at Bishop's Castle.  This is a strange castle built by one man, very strange but interesting.

So Much Fun!

A Surprise Visit

I woke up last Friday to the most wonderful surprise.  My first born came to see me.  She and a friend arrived at 2:30 in the morning and I did not know they were here until I got up.  We have had a wonderful visit.  We went out and took pictures one of the days she was here.  Here are some of my attempts at this photography thing.

My Photography

I have been taking classes to learn more about using my DSLR.  The instructor is very good.  I am hoping to take more classes.  One I am especially looking forward to is the Milky Way class.  We will go out east where it is very dark and shoot the stars.  Hopefully there will be some good pictures to share.  In the meantime, here are a few of my pictures.

My Sister

My 2 sisters.

As most know I lost my middle sister in May of 2013.  She was exactly 4 years to the day older than me, so she died way too young.  We grew up very close and were close as adults.  She never married so my children were like hers.  Our family stayed close because we wanted to and it was also important to be close so she was not as lonely as she could have been.    She and I have an older sister.  She left home to go to college when I was only 5, then married when I was 6.  I always looked up to her, even had her up on a pedestal.  Over the years it was sometimes hard because I never felt like she cared much for me.  That was obviously not the case at all, but just my own insecurity.  This blog post is to somehow honor the great sister I have and have had for all my life.

As a young girl with Mother.