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One October day

Monday morning when I woke up, I decided spontaneously to shoot a DITL that day.

We got up early to hike. I love to get an early start—fewer crowds, not as hot, plus the feeling like you’ve accomplished something first thing.


Jeff gets snacks ready for the hike.


Shot out the windshield as I drove, hence the bluriness. This was actually the sharpest one by far. Love seeing this view every morning.


Very early on in the trail is this little hideout among the trees. It doesn’t look quite so much like a hideout when the leaves are off the trees, though. But in summer when these trees are full of leaves, you can step in here and it’s dark and cool and it feels secluded.


Today, we took the lower trail.


And then that trail hooked us up with the Royal Arch trail, which was our destination.


We made it! The Royal Arch.


Always lots of dogs on the trails, too. Lucky dog.


Here’s the little hideout again, this time in full sun.


And of course Lyle has to climb around on some rocks at the trailhead before we leave.


Next up, breakfast at Dot’s. This place is always crazy busy on weekends, so we were hoping that on a Monday there wouldn’t be a wait. And we were right…no wait. Yay Monday.


Owen Meany came downstairs to greet us when we got home.


Jeff & Lyle started a game of SkipBo.


And Owen Meany and I went upstairs to shower and nap.


I slept for a while and look who was beside me when I woke up. It’s Elphaba. You can’t see Owen here because he is literally right in my face. I’m shooting around him. That dark spot in the lower left corner is his back side.


I stayed in bed for a while reading FB after I woke up.


Eventually hunger drove me back downstairs, where I had chips & salsa at my desk. The cats came too.


Jeff & Lyle, ready to go out for the evening, waiting for me to be ready.


I did another blind photo out the windshield and mostly got the reflection of the dash.


Almost to my mother-in-law’s. I love living so close to family now. Being able to go to Grandma’s for dinner…priceless.


Lyle fell asleep on the drive there. (It’s only about 30 minutes.)


Her next-door neighbors—a 5yo and her mom—also came over for dinner. Ruby & Lyle have known each other since Ruby was born, and they love hanging out together when Lyle’s at Grandma’s. They sat together at a little table.


Grandma scooping ice cream for everyone for dessert.


And after dessert and coffee, we headed back home. I took only a couple more photos once we got home, and they involved Jeff in his underwear (as he was tucking Lyle in…get your minds out of the gutter) and they weren’t great photos anyway, so I left them out. You’re welcome.

Boulder farm dinner


A few photos from a farm dinner we attended Saturday night. It was as amazing as I had anticipated.

Several places around here do these, but this is the one that I’ve heard the most about. They go to a few different farms throughout the summer, and do about two dinners a week. They seat 40 people at the table, plus the farmers. They plan the menus around what’s best that week, so you don’t know ahead of time what it will be. They do schedule certain dates to be vegetarian, so we were able to choose one of those.

The farm itself was just a little bit east of Boulder. I love that there’s this much land and open space and places with this country feeling so close to town.

When we arrived, we were served Bloody Marys that were so fresh they were like drinking a (spicy) tomato garden. Someone else was passing trays of fried squash blossoms.

I am going to have to refrain from overusing the word “amazing” with each dish, because all of it was. So just imagine me raving with every photo of food.


They cook in a school bus that’s been converted to a kitchen.


The farmers took us on a short tour of some of the fields and talked about what they grow and how they rotate the crops and when they plant and anything else people wanted to know.


They cover the crops to keep out bugs.


First course was canteloupe with chevre and roasted peppers.


Second course was gazpacho. Beautiful gazpacho.


Right as the soup course came to an end, it started to sprinkle lightly, which resulted in a rainbow. It was actually a double rainbow but I didn’t back up far enough to get the second one.


The guests stood under the trees for a few minutes while the rain passed over us. It was a nice chance to stretch our legs and move around a little bit between courses. Well played, nature.


The chef was from Italy, and here he was watching over the paellas as they cooked.


You buy the wine for your dinner directly from the Boulder Wine Merchant. After the menu is planned on Tuesday, the Boulder Wine Merchant selects wines to pair with the meal, and they send out an email to the guests with the options. There were three or four each of reds and whites, a couple of roses, a sparkling, and a beer. They deliver your wine right to the farm, and the servers bring it to you at the table. I bought just one bottle, but we could’ve done with two. As it was, the people we were sitting next to had ordered a few bottles so they shared some of theirs with us after we finished ours.


Nom nom.


Dessert was poached plums in some kind of sauce, which I didn’t get a photo of. We stayed until well after sunset.

Amazing meal, amazing night.