We spent the morning in St. Elmo. There were plunging waterfalls to climb, old ghost towns to explore, and chipmunks to feed out of tiny hands.
I so admire all of my sisters. Like our own mother, they teach their children kindness and patience, and to appreciate beauty in all things. From our father, we inherited the need for adventure. Five miniature pairs of Keens are evidence of yet another generation of fearless explorers.
Mountains take my breath away. Every time. Their sheer power makes my heart swell with a feeling that there is most definitely a Divine Creator.
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Stay tuned for more Colorado.
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