Day #5: Snow and 39 degrees??

What's with this? As Neil and I drove through the incredibly beautiful Colorado mountains from South Fork through Salida to Buena Vista and on across the pass towards Colorado Springs, we realized that in the midst of the raindrops on the windshield, there was also SNOW!

Snow powdered the ground on either side of the highway. White strips down the center and sides of the highway, broken by tire tracks, confirmed to unbelieving eyes that it truly was snowing.

SNOW? It was 15 August. Who would have thought we'd see snow on our wondrous trek through these mountains that in my heart said, "Home!"

My sister, Merrilyn, and I were raised in Pueblo, and our family went to the mountains for picnics whenever we could. Driving through Colorado this week was nostalgic for me, bringing back memories of times with our parents and our cousin, Peg, and her parents. We were little girls, wading in the incredibly cold streams beside the picnic areas, climbing the winding mountain paths, exploring the craggy rocks. Those were some of the magical times of our childhood, truly good growing up times. Remembering, I felt blessed!