We have a winner!

For a few moments I thought we would have a tie for the February Favorite Friday Foto, but fortunately one more vote came in to keep that from happening. And the winner is. . .

Light of the World

I have to admit I'm very fond of this photo. While Dennis painted in the Endo Valley picnic area last September, I looked for photo ops. One doesn't have to go very far to find them. The bright morning light at the end of this black tunnel of trees astounded me. It spoke of the world's darkness and how Christ is the light that dispels it. I'm glad I got this shot.

Later that same morning we hiked up the Alluvial Fan. I took this photo of Dennis painting near the top. . .

Then I hiked up a little farther to get this shot. . .

Isn't the sky the most incredible shade of blue? It's one of the best things about living here.  


Thanks to everyone who voted over the weekend. I put all your names in a baseball cap and Dennis pulled out Anonymous, aka Deb. Your Starbucks card is on its way, Deb.


This Friday I'll post the winning photos from the past three weeks for a final vote. See you then!

Life Like a Vacation

Yesterday's morning jaunt to Rocky Mountain National Park reminded me, again, why I love living here.

Barely in the Park ten minutes, we spied these two bucks on the mountainside.

The gloriously gold aspen greeted us.

Majestic snow-capped mountains tower over Endo Valley.

The Alluvial Fan showed its lovely Autumn colors.

Not to keen on being photographed, this spike made a run for it.

This bull elk didn't seem to mind the camera at all.

When I came back a little later, he watched me from his resting spot in the grass. 

A magnificent fenced-off area of Endo Valley soothed our souls. 

Mallards, nestled in a far corner of the water, pleasantly surprised us.

Trees clothed in Fall finery lined the drive back to Estes Park.

This morning we ate breakfast at The Other Side restaurant. Our twenty-something server, from Texas, has resided in Estes five years. We asked him how he likes living here. He grinned, looked out the window next to us, and waved his hand toward the mountains. "It's a great place to live," he gushed. "Every morning I wake up and get to see all this.  I feel like I'm on vacation every day."


I couldn't have put it better myself.