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spiritcougar took the boys and I up to a beautiful, fairly remote state park/scenic viewpoint thirty minutes beyond Golden. We drove high into the foothills and partially up a mountain. The aspens were golden and radiant among the pine. The air was crisp and filling as only mountain air is, with the intoxicating scents of wood and wild. It reminded me of my childhood in the Continental Divide; at the age of seven, I recall how full the air made my lungs feel, despite the high altitude. I felt I could survive on the air alone for sustenance.
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spiritcougar took the boys and I up to a beautiful, fairly remote state park/scenic viewpoint thirty minutes beyond Golden. We drove high into the foothills and partially up a mountain. The aspens were golden and radiant among the pine. The air was crisp and filling as only mountain air is, with the intoxicating scents of wood and wild. It reminded me of my childhood in the Continental Divide; at the age of seven, I recall how full the air made my lungs feel, despite the high altitude. I felt I could survive on the air alone for sustenance.( Read more... )
