Snow is just around the corner and I’m just now getting around to posting some of our summer adventures..
In August, Mariah was in Colorado for a visit so we took her along for an afternoon of rock climbing. She was a rock star.
Learning the ropes.
Taking in the gorgeous views.
Josh showing us some action.
Thanks to Mariah for capturing this photo of us.
Josh and Matt talking guy stuff.
(notice our container garden- getting so big!)
Not much can beat the squished face of a sleeping babe.
Watching Sara hoop is mesmerizing. She’s graceful and funky..and so fun.
Emmaline and her daddy.
Sweet, camera-cheesing, Lucy
The kiddos mowed down veggie dogs, watermelon and berries.
Arugula tossed with quinoa and topped with strawberries, red onion, toasted hazelnuts and marinated and baked tempeh
See the rest of the photos I took of Sara’s gorgeous face over on my other blog.
Some families go on Sunday drives together…we prefer something a little more invigorating. Last night we headed up to the Nip and Tuck crag in Boulder Canyon and the 4 of us got up on the rocks.
For as long as I can remember, I’ve been plagued with a mind that races…just bounces all over the place. I find it so incredibly difficult to concentrate on one specific thought or task and there are always at least 3 or 4 thoughts running around in the back of my mind. Imagine watching a movie, with 3 other TV shows and the radio on in the background..and then trying to hone in on just one of those- or even 2 at one time. That’s how I feel at many points throughout my day.
Since starting yoga and occasionally trying to meditate, I’ve had moments of stillness where my mind can just let go- though those moments are still fewer than I would like.
Today, Josh took me out for my first time rock climbing and through 2 entire climbing routes I felt peace. My mind was still for the longest period, ever, in my life. It was like I was meditating while hanging out on the face of a large rock.. and it was bliss.
Here is our day:
First we had to wade across the ice cold creek. The tyrolean traverse wasn’t going to happen because the rope was far too close to the water.
Starting my second climb.
If you decide you’d like to visit Haus Von Kaiser, know that you’ll be serenaded by Josh – and I’ll whip you up some fresh baked goodies. You really ought to come out, but in the meantime here is Josh convincing you to show up at our door by belting out She Talks To Angels by The Black Crows.
It has been an awesomely chilly and foggy here this weekend. We spent Friday evening and Saturday cuddled up on the sofa in front of the roaring wood stove. Josh occasionally picking up the guitar and playing me sweet melodies – me researching mountain gardening – the both of us taking turns with our noses in books.
After heading to the Boulder County Farmer’s market on Saturday we decided to take a short drive up the road we live on. We happen to be just a switchback away from Roosevelt National Forest so we drove through the intense fog for a bit and stopped for a short walk.