the happenings

Many apologies for the Costa Rica photo overload, even I was becoming bored looking at them. There are more, but as my Mama always says as I'm dousing my food with a little extra of whatever topping is available.... "more isn't necessarily better".

Denver and I both caught a nasty disease the last few days in Costa Rica, we thought we might die, but we didn't. This last weekend was our first since coming home that we actually had any motivation or ability do anything other then crash after our work day. Good health is amazing, I hate myself for ever taking it for granted.

Our new house is so much work but has also been so much joy. I expected to be missing our little brick bungalow like crazy but that hasn't really happened. I guess we were just ready for something new.

It only takes me 10-15 minutes to get to work from the new house and eight miles in the opposite direction is the base of the closest ski resort. We love the big open sky, the mountain views out the window and the quail and bunnies that scatter every time the door opens. On a less awesome wildlife note, we caught fifteen mice in the house in three days after we got back from Costa Rica. FIFTEEN. They had quite a good time but sadly for the mice, the party is over.

The trail system behind our house is amazing. Our closest neighbor organizes a neighborhood mountain bike ride most weekends which we joined for the first time on Saturday. We rode our bikes out of our drivway, met up with six other riders along the way to the trailhead before heading up the hill on singletrack for seven miles (save a few road crossings). Apparently, per our trail-guide-neighbor, there is so much more to explore.

And in the words of T. S. Eliot:
We shall not cease from exploration