My sweet daughter was a member of the wedding party for her college roommate this month.  When talking over how to make this happen, since the wedding was in Vail, CO (I KNOW TOUGH PROBLEM!), I came up with the creative solution of me going along.  Princess Lucy cannot be far from the source of food in her life and I was willing to sacrifice and be the nanny for the weekend---WIN WIN in my eyes!

SO--off we fly to Colorado in October---ASPEN CHANGING SEASON!

While these old roomies partied, Lucy & I walked and walked looking at the breath-taking sight of the aspens in the mountains.

It was a green and golden sea all the way up to the top of the tree line.

LONG - lean white barked poles capped with crowns of gold.

I have always wanted to see this sight and was so blessed to have my dream come true.

The village was kept swept clean of the falling leaves--really a shame since they make a beautiful carpet.

And to cap it off---as we left-we saw the first light covering of snow on the mountain tops.

The village of Vail was really a beautiful-well planned quaint burrough on the side of the mountain.

The town of Aspen had always been my favorite in the mountains, but it has been replaced with this golden nugget.  Not as big--mostly pedestrian streets--the perfect size.  I walked from the Ford Park and Amphitheater named for Gerald and Betty Ford who claimed this as their own.

To the other side of the village--admiring the last of the summer blooms as we went.  We went up and down every street-countless times.

OH and while we were admiring the splendor of the scenery--
there was a wedding going on-

With all the roomies there to celebrate!

Living life large---Away From The Hood!


  1. Sigh, one day, I shall visit there. Beautiful photos, Lulu...just beautiful. Blessings

    1. Yes, you shall---BUT take heart---I still think the turning of the hardwoods is the prettiest!
      Bless You, Friend!

  2. CONGRATULATIONS. And thanx for sharing those wonderful photos.

    God bless you and yours.

    1. It was a wonderful weekend, Victor!
      Blessings, Friend!


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