We are Stronger Together than Apart

Waldo Canyon Fire.

Morning Serenity at the Foot of the Peak

I woke up to the smell of smoke coming through my bedroom window at about 4 a..m.; guess the wind shifted because Manitou has fortunately not had much smoke for the past couple days. I heard the first birds in the forest behind my place at 4:43 a.m. Their little chirps are the sound of hope. Manitou is still a little bit of a ghost town up where I live, for Pikes Peak is closed, including the Cog to the top. I think the Incline is too as well as Garden of The Gods. Maybe the Pea and I will take an early morning walk and enjoy the serenity.

Manitou Springs Waldo Canyon Fire Evacuation

Taken from Manitou Ave.

Much gratitude to be home in Manitou Springs after being evacuated due to fire at 1 a.m. Sunday morning. We are still on notice, due to possible wind shift. I’ll be ready.  This is called the Waldo Canyon Fire and there are still thousands of people evacuated in nearby communities. Firefighters have come from as far as Canada. Please continue your positive thoughts, prayers and gratitude for this “America the Beautiful” region.

Been able to return to my home in Manitou Springs. The wind is presently strong and gusty. Fire fighters state they are now on the offensive with 5% containment. The wind, heat and 9% humidity is making this a rough one.

Are You Relaxed Yet? Are You Relaxed Yet?

Goofy R’ Us on this Saturday afternoon in the mountains. It’s rare that my buddy, Marian, who I have known for 15 years,  is available for relaxation and goofiness.  She has one of the most stressful and demanding jobs in the region and usually I have to use my special persuasive  powers which sometimes include kidnapping, to get her away from the office or her several phones and pager.  She and I drove up the pass on some errands I had to run. We tasted some wines at Wines of Colorado and enjoyed a great meal on the deck. I eyed a big-ass trout in the creek below us and shrieked with excitementShe jumped straight up in her chair. I knew then that I had a job ahead of me. Get Marian to relax.  I questioned her often; are you relaxed yet? Are you relaxed yet? She finally laughed her deep laugh, declaring that yes, indeed she was relaxed.  And as you can see by the goofy look in her eyes,,,,she was able to embrace the scenery and the food and the wine tastings and the cool breeze coming down from the top of the mountain.  I pride myself in taking on the job of teaching people to relax. I myself was forced to take life at a slower pace so I feel everyone else should give it a try too. After-all, I worry about this dear, dear friend who puts others first in most cases and herself, last. 

Note: I had to get permission to publicize this picture. We laughed so hard while I held the camera on us for several shots that the soup I ordered almost made it into this portrait via my nostril. Other more serious pictures made it to the editing floor. But this shot of my buddy, Marian, is priceless. 

Marian and Nancy


Someone is Getting Grounded in Manitou Springs

Well, that made for an exciting evening. Smell of smoke, thought it was a neighbor’s medicine. Then Fire truck sirens. Grabbed my shoes and Peanut who was howling like a dog who hears sirens. Smoke, Flames 4 houses up the road, big flames, ran back in, turned off my bedroom window fan, put on my pants,,,only wearing moo moo. Big huge flames. Called Eunice below…PUT ON YOUR SHOES! Fire! Met her downstairs. Congregational Church minister driving jeep with TALLGIRL on license plate parks in front of house, jumps out in his volunteer fire pants. News truck appears. I sit in shadow of front tree,,,,moo moo not that great lookin and didn’t want to get on the news. Eunice and I were jabbering and speculating. Verdict. Brush fire.  Someones getting grounded.  Fireworks.

Manitou Springs in the Summer

The economy appears strong here at the foot of Pikes Peak. Tourists and Manitoids form happy lines at the well known 30 year old eclectic shop,  Piramide and street musicians are abundant with coins clinking in open instrument cases. Oxygen tanks being pulled by some getting off the tourist buses don’t seem to hamper the enjoyment of the out of breath. Money is flowing as well at this healing mountain springs in this spiritual and celebrated  village of Manitou Springs, Colorado.


Where Everyone Knows My Name

I’m trying to cut down on my sweets so I didn’t buy any at the grocery store. So I take a walk (trying a little more exercise too) downtown to the candy store where “everyone knows my name.” Instead of owners yelling out HEY NORM, it’s HEY NANCE and I get free samples of blackberry fudge and roasted cinnamon sugar almonds and chocolate covered cashews. What could I do? Would have been rude to say no. I wish they weren’t closed tonight.