Friday, June 19, 2009

A brief respite

I wasn't expecting to cry when I finally arrived in Colorado. But I'll admit it. I did. I came over the crest of the hill on westbound I-70 just past Deertrail and saw the Rockies, still tipped in cake icing snow, and tears welled into my eyes.

"Now I know it's true, my every road leads to you...."

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