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It is cold this morning: 22 degrees. I don’t think I’ll be going on any picnics today. The snow was wet and heavy causing some damage to a few trees. You can see in the image below the depth of the snow on the bicycles and how the smaller trees along the pond at my condo are bent over. Heavy fog this morning but is suppose to be get all the way up to 40 degrees today. Warmer tomorrow and then more snow late Friday night and into Saturday.
“What separates artists from ex-artists is that those who challenge their fears, continue; those who don’t, quit. Each step in the artmaking process puts that issue to the test.” Art and Fear
Have been under the weather the past 5 days. Started as a sore throat and then a major head cold. I usually pass through colds in 48 hours or less so this is different. My muscles hurt from all the coughing. Any way here is a shot from a week ago when we had some early morning fog. We don’t get fog that often out here so we grab when we can. Even if we have a cold. I also thought a piece of coconut cream pie would help, so I took one before going to bed.
Yesterday morning I drove through Rowland Moore Park and found they’d cancelled the volleyball game. Something about snow and 32 degree temperature. So I headed over to Cafe Ole and indulged in a coffee and slab of freshly backed carrot bread. By 9:00 we had blue skies and sushine. By 2:00 pm it was 45 degrees and the snow was melted. Such is the life in Colorado.