I was feeling sorry for myself because my husband had "the" car (at a golf tournament) and I had to walk down to Zumba yesterday morning. It's about a 20 min walk down the mountain. I hadn't gone very far when I realized it was an absolutely beautiful day. Crossing the river (South Fork of the Gunnison), I spotted a fly fisherman...such a peaceful site.
And right before I got to where I was going, I spotted these little fellows. It's amazing how my whole mood had softened and drastically changed by the time I arrived!
*Our four wheel drive, rolled off the mountain last summer, so we are down to one car here.Thankfully no one was in it.
Sometimes we find joy and peace when we least expect it...
ReplyDeleteI am glad that no one was in that car!
Bises,
Genie