Today I turned 34. I could over-think it and start worrying about how the old gray mare, she ain't what she used to be, but where is the fun in that? I still agree with how I felt when I was 32: Aging is fun! I like being in my 30s, even now that I'm closer to 35 than 30.
I worked most of the day, and then Mikey brought me flowers, peaches and cheeses. What a guy! We haven't gotten out much to see the beautiful world lately, so we were really itching for a mountain trip. We decided to drive to the top of Pikes Peak. We saw this little chipmunk on the way, drinking out of the gold panning troughs. He made me happy.
We drove past the burn scar, and it left me feeling so heavy to see so much beauty burned. But then it was so refreshing to remember that places like this still exist.
Alexandra even got to dip her toes in the lake on the way up the mountain.
(Side note: When you're recovering from an ear infection, driving to the top of a 14,000 foot mountain is painful. I still can't quite hear out of one ear. I would avoid it if I were you.)
From the top of Pikes, you could see the whole burn scar. It was sad, but in a way it was encouraging to see how finite and small it is in comparison to this big beautiful world. On the way home, we drove up Flying W Ranch Road, as we always do. It is devastating. I knew it was bad, but I guess you just can't really know how bad it is until you see it for yourself. This area was so beautiful, we hiked or walked there quite often. Now it looks like some war-torn country you'd see on the news. But seeing the devastation was a fresh reminder of how blessed we are - since my heart has been grumbling about that very ugly burned mountain that I now wake up to every day, it's a good reminder that I still have a home.
When we got to said home, we found my coworkers had arranged to have pastries from Boonzaijers delivered to my front door! It's nice to be part of a team. (Especially one that plys you with treats even when thousands of miles away.)
And that's it! Wait... What's that you say? You want another picture of Allie? Oh, OK. Here you go.