Awoke and left my small house in Rifle behind me.
Drove through and over the rockies. Got out and touched the snow at the summit. 2 older folks laughed at me for getting out of my car at almost 11,000 ft with just a t-shirt. twas cold.
Made it to Colorado Springs, to the current house of the Baca's. Met my nephew.....
wow.
My world view was shifted perceptibly at that moment.
Held my nephew....
A little more of a shift.
Then crying and a diaper.
A lot more of a shift.
Met up with Mara, and adventures in rocking chairs as I introduced my fiends to the Cracker Barrel. Rocking chairs, thick food, and the "I'tiss".
Adventures in drinking and a sampler platter the size and weight of a small car at a local eatery.
Then Chris and I were onto a Bar/Jazz club for more drinks and an amazing first cigar experience. The band rocked, a CD was bought, more drinking, and mama Mara came and took us home.
An attempt at night conversation, then quick and complete sleep.......
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