Alone again. I see the silence still has a place for me. - Robert Sund

the seasons change and so do I

ShalomSeasons describes my all-season sojourn in the Colorado high country at our family cabin named Shalom. I continue to add insights about living alone in an isolated, snowbound cabin as well as weather updates, photos of scenic Taylor Park, and more. Scroll down this page to see my occasional blog posts in which I am experimenting with writing down some of my thoughts; the Day to Day page documents general happenings at the cabin.

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July 17, 2017

Rain has come after a prolonged dry spell and the flowers are responding in a beautiful way. Mostly blue for now; reds and yellows come later.

Click on the first image for a slideshow.

June 21, 2017

Today is the longest day of the year, with last night the shortest. Around here this day signals the great greening of of the landscape.

We are bathed in light and the grasses and flowers respond with bursts of  colorful growth. Brief and glorious, the respite from the colder, darker, whiter time is...

May 15, 2017

After a couple of weeks away to let the rest of the snow sort of melt, I arrived back at Shalom to start the new year. It was about this time a year ago I came to stay and the season has returned. Firewood is a big deal, making a warm house through the cold times. I burned about four cords over the...

April 12, 2017

Days grow longer. Snow melts a little. Light on Ice Mountain lingers a long while in the evening. Such is the day, the season. Time. Snow still knee deep, except under the big Lodgepole pines where the sun radiates warmth to the earth and life appears here and there. What will summer bring? Too soon...

March 20, 2017

Spring started about a month early this year, with an extended warm spell. While there still remain two and a half feet of snow at Shalom (and a series of storms in the forecast as of this writing), the unseasonable warmth threatens to end the snow sports fun. Sad and exciting.

A bunch of friends hav...

February 19, 2017

Four friends found a great fortune today.

Stephen, Art, Rod, and myself made the sixty mile round trip via snowmobile from the south end of Taylor Park to Italian Creek and beyond. What we found is beyond description. All in our sixties, there cannot be enough days like this in our future, so we deci...

February 10, 2017

Several of us took advantage of a run of great weather to travel over Napoleon Pass between the old mining towns of Tincup and Pitkin on Super Bowl Sunday. This is the real deal. Napoleon Pass (12,020') is flanked by Fitzpatrick Peak (13,124') and Napoleon Mountain (12,563'). Some of the wonderful t...

January 30, 2017

... from darkness into light.

Click on the first image to start the photo essay.

January 14, 2017

I am enchanted by snow. Fallen snow is sinuous and soundless. Falling snow is hypnotic, whether viewed on my 80” flat screen world wide window or from skis in the woods; it swirls in clouds, then cascades from spruce boughs.

On this tenth night of soundless and hypnotic snow Willow Creek has disappea...

January 6, 2017

I once went on a journey, not knowing exactly why,

but I have tried to find out.

We wound our way along the game trail near the creek and just inside the treeline, made ever so slightly more visible by our steps, and over a small rise. Suddenly, and not visible through the trees until we were upon it,...

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