Pictures! January, February, and March

I blog about a month in advance and I’ve been working on other writing projects so I’m getting mildly burned out with a full time job and writing almost as many hours each week. I had four days left to fill and I considered just waiting for something to happen that was either poignant, embarrassing, or funny. But then I thought that could be fodder for January, my least favorite month of the year.  What do I fall back on when I can’t think of anything to say? Other people’s poems and my photos.   This is the first quarter of the year in pictures.

Most def not at the yellow house. I flew to Syracuse to drive back to CO with Mr. C. We drove through the January polar vortex. Blinding blizzard, 90 mile an hour winds, a truck refusing to start, and an ice fog. Unforgettable and hilarious.

Most def not at the yellow house. I flew to Syracuse to drive back to CO with Mr. C. We drove through the January polar vortex. Blinding blizzard, 90 mile an hour winds, a truck refusing to start, and an ice fog. Unforgettable and hilarious.

Where I live now, tucked in the northern corner of the state. Closer to Cheyenne than Denver

Where I live now, tucked in the northern corner of the state. Closer to Cheyenne than Denver

A couple of weeks after we returned from Mexico. We missed a huge storm and were treated to some fair days. My sweet housemates would walk me carefully through the mud to the lake. It was a long walk for me and I often I didn't want to go but Mr. C made me get out and move. Thank you.  Piper was brave to wade in that cold water on the stone beach.

A couple of weeks after we returned from Mexico. We missed a huge storm and were treated to some fair days. My sweet housemates would walk me carefully through the mud to the lake. It was a long walk for me and I often I didn’t want to go but Mr. C made me get out and move. Thank you. Piper was brave to wade in that cold water on the stone beach.

everything is dormant but the seed pods were lovely foreshadowing of the gorgeous spring and summer days ahead.

everything is dormant but the seed pods were lovely foreshadowing of the gorgeous spring and summer days ahead.

I cooked for us, trundling around on my orange studio stool. Piper was my assistant and always ready to "help".

I cooked for us, trundling around on my orange studio stool. Piper was my assistant and always ready to “help”.

Here she is after helping a little too enthusiastically. I believe lamb chops were  involved

Here she is after helping a little too enthusiastically. I believe lamb chops were involved

Once upon a time the local beekeeper had hives on the land but there wasn't enough flowering plants to provide pollen for honey. I was so sad a few months later when he carried off the hives. I so wanted to learn beekeeping from him. Someday I will have bees.

Once upon a time the local beekeeper had hives on the land but there wasn’t enough flowering plants to provide pollen for honey. I was so sad a few months later when he carried off the hives. I so wanted to learn beekeeping from him. Someday I will have bees.

The day after my princess birthday! It was crisp and clear. Walking was a little easier that next month.

The day after my princess birthday! It was crisp and clear. Walking was a little easier that next month.

Stark cold late winter. I've now seen this ridge change all seasons.

Stark cold late winter. I’ve now seen this ridge change all seasons.

About Laura

When my nest emptied I moved from the big city to a little big town to tend to a ramshackle yellow house on the edge of town. These are my Yellow House Days.
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7 Responses to Pictures! January, February, and March

  1. Laura Ehlers says:

    I think it is good to let your creative brain have a break and review with pictures. And if I could ‘like’ a pic – it would be the one of poor Piper staring in the windows after the alleged lamb chop incident! too funny!!

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  2. It’s always nice to take a look back at where we have been before deciding which way to head.

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  3. Hey Laura, where are you exactly? I know you said northeast of Denver but I’m not sure where that is exactly. I was actually born in Fort Morgan if you can believe it and it should be somewhere around where you are???? Of course, I’ve lived so long in southern California that I need sunshine and warm weather too much to EVER return! ~Kathy

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  4. OMG. Piper. I mean, seriously adorable dog. I kind of liked going through these photos this morning and thinking bout the big change you made in your life. And how lucky you are to have that support. Happy holidays to you, Laura. Hugs and hugs!

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    • Laura says:

      Happy holidays to you Carol! It’s been a change for the better. Some adjustments had to be made this summer and fall once I was alone sans housemates or house dogs. But I’m enjoying the solitude most days. But I knew I would be on my own half the year when I moved in last winter.

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