A lot of water here these last few days. Snow on the mountains, the Flatirons are sprinkled. Longs Peak and Indian Peaks totally iced touching the clouds.
Down here it didn't snow too much, it was too warm; it just rained for three days straight. The water ran forming surprise ponds mirroring the sky in the middle of the prairie. The grass, dead brown until last week, is now changing fast too.
Boulder Creek, Thorn Creek, South Platte River and other streams around roll fat, satiated before spending the end of summer running so thin.
This plentifulness of water makes me feel in love with life.
This plentifulness of water makes me feel in love with life.
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