I love the smell of rain. I like to dance in it, and jump in puddles. Sometimes I think I am still a kid in that regards. I love thunderstorms, unless there is a tornado or I am trying to sleep, then they can go away. But I love afternoon rainstorms. Today is my day off, and I went for a walk this morning, (will get to that later) and then spent some time downtown. Headed back to my room and noticed the clouds were rolling in.
So I am sure I've mentioned a time or two, that Estes Park in the Rocky Mountains has some hellishly weird weather... Thought so. Well, today was not my first experience with it, it was quite off yesterday, but today was strange none the less. I wish I'd been thinking and had taken a picture earlier. I was supposed to work at 7:30 (at least that is when the vans were supposed to leave). This didn't happen. It was very windy and snowy and cold last night up on the mountain. Thus the roads were unopened and needed some plowing. Now 6ish hours later, still not open, so work has been officially called off.
Elk, I've seen a lot of elk in my day. Not as many as I have bison. But that's a different post. I've been pretty close to some elk, by accident usually. Not a fan of things with antlers and the occasional desire to gore you. But went out of my room today and there by the other building was a big 8-point bull elk. There were 4 actually, 2 across the street in the neighbor's yard, and one near the EDR and of course the big bull across the way. It is great, I have a balcony to watch from, that way I don't have to worry about getting to close to the old guy. But needless to say it was a great view from my front door.
Well, yeah, here is another of the lazy photograph posts. But hey I'm tired, I just dug in then snow for something like 4.5-5 hours. The view from my door is amazing, almost all the time, so long as you can actually see out of it. But I was watching some lame TV show the other night and luckily I looked out my window at the very right moment. It was an incredibly vivid sunset.
