My 1,000th Instagram post. Where has the time gone? I started Insta in college, taking photos of bottled Starbucks frappuccinos and applying gaudy filters to every selfie. A lot has changed since then, and I want this post the commemorate that. Tying back to my college intro, I originally majored in a degree called “Visual Arts and Emerging Media Management.” What a load of BS. I wanted to work behind the scenes on movie productions and the like. Instead, I worked in PR for 5 years. PR definitely had its ups and downs. It wasn’t for me, but it ...
Currently wishing the blast of cool air that is guaranteed at Saint Mary’s Glacier would grace Denver with its presence (it’s hot outside.....). On a separate note, I saw a ton of trash (as usual) beginning at the parking lot, up the trail, and even on the glacier itself. Anyone want to help me clean it up sometime in the next few weeks?
Big mountain, tiny people. On Saturday, I helped take pics of the amazing women of @womensmountaininitiative who tackled the Cache la Poudre. While they were getting splashed by freezing cold water, I was sweating as I literally ran back and forth between the road and river to keep up with them. My Sunday? I literally didn’t get up from the couch.
I don’t often do black and white photos, primarily because Colorado is so vibrant and full of color! But on moody days where Colorado’s not offering much color, but definitely playing up the contrasting tones, I feel obliged.
On Monday, Matt, Toby and I headed to the Pikes Peak area to visit the grave marker of my uncle. I know this sounds sad, and it is, but it’s also not. He was one of the most sarcastic and hysterical individuals I’ve known. He lived in the Springs for as long as I could remember, succeeded as a Lieutenant Colonel in the Air Force, and had the sweetest Pit Bull named Mesa. He left this world way too early over 10 years ago, and I’m sad Matt never got to meet him. He intentionally chose a grave marker that ...
Colorado has been having some impressive inversions as of late. This morning, I saw a hot air balloon taking in the views (yet all I could think of was that it must have been frigid up there. Worth it?? Probably).
Finally went on my first hike in what seemed like forever (but was actually 3 weeks) with @boulderhikerchicks. Every time I visit Boulder, I’m in awe of how beautiful it is. A slight inversion (even though we were trapped below it) cranked the scenic moodiness up to max.
On Sunday, Matt and I had probably the most miserable hike of our lives. Sure, the weather was gorgeous and we only met one other couple on the trail, but trudging through 4 miles of slushy snow is not great. We almost turned around 3 times, and I only took about 9 photos. It only confirmed how much I want it to be spring and for the snow to be gone. Yet, Colorado’s like, “Hey, how about another blizzard today??” 🤷♀️