About 55 miles from home just south of Colorado, a little before noon today. It’s snowing at 8,000 feet. The top of the volcano is 10,901. When I held my iPhone 6s Plus up against the windshield going 65 mph, it was 36°F outside with the wind blowing at 39 mph and gusting to 57. Note the heavy traffic on US 285.
What I like about the West is, it can kill you. Well, any place can do that. Florida, for instance. But here it often looks as if it wants to. Five miles down the road, there was an elk carcass festooned with feasting ravens. They’d already pecked its eyes out and its guts were bubbling. There was something small and translucent like a balloon.
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The sky was all you needed to carry me away.
I’m not back yet.
Catherine
Imagine the wind, too…
Amazing sky action this time of year. Sometimes three or four different kinds of weather–wind, rain, snow and sunshine all at once from the mesa to canyon to mountains.
Absolutely right. It’s dramatic as hell.