In the Colorado Rockies looking down from 8100 feet at the small town of Avon. The aspens are just beginning to bloom but the air is still crisp and cool. In the distance, the dry side of the mountains. The sky threatens rain but saves the deluge for a mysterious and unexpected time. Thus is life in the mountains.
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Saying Nothing in Particular 
Always think of Richard Brautigan when I read about the mountains and mysterious, unexpected times.
Mountains are like beasts competing for moisture which they pull from the skies – the ultimate water wars.
Love following your writings Jan!
Thanks Charlie – love your pictures of Burma!
Fabulous shot, Jan. Very interesting words about the rain saving itself for a mysterious and unexpected time. Will you enlighten us or keep us in suspense about that one?
Thanks Hugh! The Native Americans believed that mountains were like gods – they could be angry and unforgiving or take pity on us lowly humans. Thus weather is famously unpredictable. We were lucky. The Mountain Gods smiled on us for the most part!
Of all the pics I’ve seen here Jan, Ericka’s Motley Crue in Louisville stands out for me. It’s like a Rembrandt.
I’ll have to check it out – thanks Colm. WP seems to be down – I can’t comment on your hilarious essay about Virgins and Tarts!
lovely photo , beautiful sky !
Pretty!