In everyone’s life, at some time, our inner fire goes out. It is then burst into flame by an encounter with another human being. We should all be thankful for those people who rekindle the inner spirit.
Talk about bursting into flame! My life seems to be taking off at rocket speed lately. I’m not sure though if I’m riding the rocket or running alongside trying to keep up.
But I am thankful for being so rich in the gift of people! And I keep meeting more amazing humanity every day.
Being away camping, somewhat stripped me down to the basics and helped me recognize at a deeper level what’s important to me. I am struggling after the return to the real world (or is it real?) not to be drawn back into the pressure and politics and todoitness of it all.
One piece of reality is that it has been sweltering hot here lately, or is that sweatering? Poor Latte came in from our walk on Saturday and fell over in this position.
We went to Anoka Riverfest where Latte was an amazingly good girl. Going camping and being exposed to all the people at the campground and on the trails seems to have helped her not be so fearful of strangers, especially children. She let several adults pet her without any fuss whatsoever, a huge step for her!
The guy I bought them from said they were holding them just for me. He didn’t know how on the mark he was.
The Riverfest outing came after spending the morning in Stillwater shooting 236 photos. It will take me awhile to sort through those but here’s a sample.
I met up with the Minnesota Photography Club Facebook group. We were quite the sight wandering the streets together. Here’s a link to David Parker’s, photos on Facebook from our outing. He is way excellent and has a website here. My amatuerness is showing…
Despite the heat yesterday, I went bike riding with my friend (stable owner extraordinaire) around the area where Luke is boarded. We were going to ride horses after the bike ride but the horses looked so exhausted that we just groomed them instead. (Not to mention that I was so sweaty I would have probably just slid out of the saddle if I’d tried to ride.)
Last night there was a big storm — crackling booms, jolts of light, sheets of rain, and lion roaring wind. My electricity went out, which put an end to the work I was doing on my computer. Having been a hot, steamy day, it was no fun trying to sleep without even a fan to move the air around.
The electricity was back on when I woke up, but I had to deal with the electrical aftermath and how worn out I was from a not so restful sleep. I still haven’t figured out where the reset is for my bathroom outlets. And I found this in the back yard.
But enough about real life. Let’s head on back to Colorado, who’s snowy mountains I am truly missing right now, as are the Brew Babes.
Latte turned into the tasmanian devil whenever we neared a snowbank. She went so nuts she managed to get away from us twice and played keep away for a bit, scaring me half to death — I could see the headlines: “Terrier lost in Colorado mountains”. But when I calmed down and knelt close to the ground and waited for Latte to come to me, she did come. Good to know…
By the last day of our hiking adventure, we were worn out and had Java help us out by carrying some water bottles.
When we had to walk on a log to cross a stream, I took Java’s pack off as I wasn’t sure if she’d panic on the log and didn’t want anything messing with her balance. I walked in front of Java so I wasn’t looking at her and giving her the wrong worried signals. Java crossed just fine, as did Latte. My partner in crime (PIC) brought up the rear carrying our gear.
Here’s something else I’m missing from Colorado — the mega muffins from the nearby coop. A big yum!
p.s. I was recently quoted about my first attempt at mountain biking in the online article “Learn the Sport of Your Dreams” by Melanie Haiken. Melanie has a blog called “Health Conscious Travel”, which I enjoy reading. I was thrilled that information about our local event was included in her article.