I spent a bit of time learning about Viva's butterfly, and I liked these AI reference images, so I added them to my daily notebook. I learned from the AI people that I might find these butterflies on cherry blossoms, so I added Natali's twig.
There had been a lot of melting and we found two small openings in the snow covering Roaring River. I loved finding them, because we could hear the rumble of the water but somehow seeing it validated things. I was cautious when my oxygen alarm went off, and we didn't go very far.
On Thursday, we had more snow squalls that started late Wednesday. There wasn't much accumulation from what was expected to be a big storm, but wind gusts were over 40 mph and there were no elk in the valley. The thing we noticed on a gray day, was a lot of color in grasses.
There had been an accident and they held us for a few minutes before letting us into the park. Inside RMNP, we didn't stay as long as we would have if my favorite river hadn't been frozen over. And the roads were treacherous with glare ice.
The sun. You had to back up on at least some of an icy stretch of the road because I didn't make you stop soon enough. But I was slow in deciding to stop, then forgot to explain it would be a ways. But I thought the chance to get that image I loved, of the sunrise in the trees, was worth it.
Each time we returned to our hotel in Alamosa they would welcome us more warmly than the time before. I would joke that it was our cabin in the mountains, and they would know that in March we were there to see the sandhill cranes. We were, in a sense, harbingers of spring for them.
Whenever I saw a cameo, it triggered memories of my mother. She had a strong reaction to them. I think they reminded her of her good life in Alabama. It was her choice to give up the luxuries, but many women of her generation would sometimes wonder if they made good choices.
Seems like we're going through hard stuff all the time now. But we must be getting good at it because things always work out even better than we could have imagined. The latest good thing is I now going to have a second oxyring and it's very OK that I won't have more visits with the cardiologist.
Inspired by Jenn's new ColorPlay, but when I captured this bunny photo, I knew I had to recolor her papers.
There were a few days when I couldn't feed the bunnies, but I cut back my meds and I had more energy. The bunnies had started to watch us bringing their treats. The ones on the west...
I designed my 2-page layout so that I could crop off the left edge and still have a solid design. If you try it, you'll see there are a few challenges to make both versions work.
Back at the cabin, a magpie liked to perch on the deck railing right outside my window, but I knew I couldn't get a good photo through the screen. When I found one with his foot on some snow, I was surprised at how bright his colors were in the morning sun.
When I was a paper artist, one year I cut out your age in die-cut "spotlight" numbers. You kept them taped above your desk and loved them so much you asked me to make them again. I don't remember which year you didn't want to be reminded any more. I think it was 70.
@Joansmor Thank You and actually sleep banking is a thing but yes I thought I made it up. We've understood it for a long time, because Mr Stone worked odd hours for the railroad. It just makes sense to not build up a sleep deficit where you know ahead of time you'll be losing sleep. Looked it up...
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