out of the plains into the mountains. mountain air. mountain sky.
denver, the mile high city, is like some kind of outdoor utopia. a major metropolis streams and bike trails connecting neighborhoods, people kayaking home from work.
and just up the way is boulder, a sight for sore eyes. our skin, so used to life at 8000 feet, so happy to be in this dry thin air.
i never get tired of looking up into the mountains.
i also never get tired of finding family members scattered around the country! well hello taylor davison! nice to meet you garron!
should we just move to boulder and become city mountain folk?
alas, the call of our dear sweet california pulled us west. into the sunset we drove.
and so it happened. we crossed over the rockies. through snow. in august. the backbone of the west.
denver, the mile high city, is like some kind of outdoor utopia. a major metropolis streams and bike trails connecting neighborhoods, people kayaking home from work. 
and just up the way is boulder, a sight for sore eyes. our skin, so used to life at 8000 feet, so happy to be in this dry thin air. 
i never get tired of looking up into the mountains. 
i also never get tired of finding family members scattered around the country! well hello taylor davison! nice to meet you garron!
should we just move to boulder and become city mountain folk? 
alas, the call of our dear sweet california pulled us west. into the sunset we drove.
and so it happened. we crossed over the rockies. through snow. in august. the backbone of the west.
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