Driven by a spark of wild desire

The view from my bedroom window this morning. I’d get a better view from another window, most likely, but I’m loathe to leave the warmth of my bed. It’s supposedly -4° outside.

Feels like one of those days when it’s perfectly acceptable to curl up under masses of blankets and just… sleep.

No words.

Colorado is the prettiest. The wildest.

The lovely Black Forest of Colorado.

It snowed. And is snowing. The fog is thicker than I’ve seen in a long time. Driving visibility is approximately zero. And, naturally, when it snows, all of Colorado forgets how to drive. Hence the 20 mph speeds. Hence the pretty pictures.

And the back yard. Truly, I’d forgotten exactly how pretty it is here - it takes my breath away.

The view from my front door. It snowed, oh, it snowed. Gorgeous Colorado.

Colorado. You are breathtaking in your wild ways.

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Christmastime is almost here… This reminds me of home. The snow and the forest. Love.

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