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Month: June 2017

Award-Rewarding

Award-Rewarding

So inevitably, when I hear about awards, I jump to the scene in A Christmas Story, where the father wins “A Prestigious Award.” Fra-geel-lay, must be Italian. Last week was the High Peaks Art Festival which was my first real juried art show, with awards. I wasn’t expecting anything, but was a little hopeful. Friday I set up my brand spanking new, official art show booth tent. No more Walmart special that is falling apart, needs new screws, buttons are…

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Fairs in the Mountains

Fairs in the Mountains

So, it is my goal to pop from mountain-town to mountain-town doing arts and crafts shows during the weekends in summer. I applied to quite a few, and was accepted to about half, which is a pretty good track record for my first year out. Most months I have a show lined up 3 out of 4 weekends. In part, it was a total crap shoot, what I applied to and am going to. Last weekend I went to Grand…

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Between a Rock and a Trailer

Between a Rock and a Trailer

I left Girl Scout camp, and didn’t really have a place to go. I decided to head to where my Sunday reservation was, West Chicago Creek Campground, near Mt. Evans and Idaho Spring. It’s a Forest Service Campground in the Arapaho National Forest. I am having some serious hurdles finding information on some of these campgrounds. I think they should perhaps come with a level of expertise rating system. Frankly I had no business being up there, reservation or not….

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Badge Work

Badge Work

I left Golden Gate Canyon to head to camp. Girl Scout camp that is. As a counselor I noted a few weeks back that my CPR/First-Aid was due to expire, and while blood and guts stuff really makes me weak in the knees, I am pretty proud of myself for getting through it the first time, but needed to re-up. As summer resident camps kick off, GSCO certifies all of their counselors, and I asked if I could head to…

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Ninety One Hundred

Ninety One Hundred

Ninety One Hundred Up at this elevation something catches in your throat The scent of pine, of campfires, long in your memories The golden hour, shining, on the green rolling summits, rocky peaks, and the aspens glow, with their small yellow-green of rebirth. Deep breath… catch. Seeking oxygen. Fighting back tears. Tears of seventeen years gone by and you just smiled at me and made me remember. Hiking sticks and walks to the ranger led campfires of my youth Junior…

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Elbow Room

Elbow Room

The last two weeks I have been able to breath. Maybe not the best at 9100 feet elevation when walking an incline, but I have breathing room. This week has been nearly a vacation. My stay has been at Golden Gate Canyon State Park, and it has been wondrous taking in this world, I love this park. I firmly love coniferous trees, and their heavenly scent, and the stands of aspens, which right now are just starting to have tiny…

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