More like resurrected. O...M....G.....after all this time, she's still showing photos of anything and everything except the things this blog is supposed to be about.... stitching. What's with her anyway? Good question. I don't have a thing to show you as far as my stitching is concerned really; I've not been stitching. I'm perturbed about this because how does one get back stitching time lost? One doesn't. Well I just wanted you to know that I am still committed to my blog and thank you for sticking with me. Now my sensibilities tell me to stop now, don't drone on....but that's so unlike me to stick with my sensibilities. So here's your chance to escape otherwise, let the droning begin!
Since I don't have stitching to show you today I'm hoping it's okay with you that I share a few photos of my walk this morning. Albeit just up to the top of our driveway, it's a trek. The photo on the right shows me just about at the top of the driveway; looking forward and just beyond my shadow is a right angle turn that descends towards our house on right. This turn wreaks havoc with getting out on heavy snow days...so I just stay home. Fine by me most of the time. I often take my camera with me wherever I go in hopes something extraordinary should appear. Or maybe I might need proof that I actually did see a bear or mountain lion foot print. I saw no such things today, but I'm still in awe of what I do see everyday in the way of mother nature.

I always have a wonderful view of our neighbor horses and barn. They have two beauties, Yampa and Bailey. We do not have horses, I'd never do that to a horse.
There's something very comforting to me about the Fall of the year with it's warm contrasting colors, pumpkins and corn shocks, homecoming and making preparations for Winter. All the elements to inspire gratitude for everything and everyone that surrounds my world. I've missed you guys. I've been wondering just exactly what I wanted to say today on my first day back. I have a tale of woe but one not worth telling. I'm just so glad you're here reading....at least I hope you made it down this far.
In contrast, this photo was taken in Frisco...a suburb of Breckenridge! I had to add this in because it's my seaway into the next onslaught of jibber-jabber. The elevation at my house is around 6300 ft; this is at about 9000 ft. and was taken about a month ago, and I assure you things look dramatically different now. We were up there for my birthday, just for the day tooling around in the fresh air; it's only about an hour and half from home. Had a great relaxing day. I didn't buy beads at Luna's or even go to Sara's needlepoint shop-what up with that, something was amiss. Not really, I just kept in mind that I haven't been stitching so....


Then another childhood friend, from Arizona, with whom I spent every holiday in memory during childhood has painted this portrait in my likeness. I say in my likeness because there's not one wrinkle, line or any of my chins showing. Love it, love you too Karen. Readers beware, apparently when I glom on to you, you're affixed for life! lol
So you've finally reached the end of today's post. I feel so grateful you're here, thank you.