Divermarv

Now where was I… Oh yeah, far far from the pit of despair. More the hills of splendor. That’s how cool Red Feather is.

I’ve kind of had a nostalgic bent lately. One thing I’ve been vibing on is Kimbro’s Pickin’ Parlor. If you find yourself gravitating anywhere around Franklin Tennessee, do yourself a favor: Go to Kimbro’s!

There’s family time, and then there’s Family Time!

We had the latter. Very much so. I’m not gonna go into much of it, but I will share a few observations. First of all, I am proud of my family. Our family. The kids (they’re adults, but damn they are my lovely kids.) My heart swelled with pride watching them commune, and take part in a communion of spirit that only the isolation of the Rocky Mountains can provide. They stayed up talking into the night. I love hearing them talk; speak their minds, and share their insights and opinions. It was lovely.

Nerd Alert!!! (Geology Edition)

Well, geology and scenery too. There were some really cool rocks in the area. A subset of the family were out rockhounding, and I followed along.

All Good Things Must End

But not really end. I would rather say, pause. Because we’ll take them up again. Maybe smaller subsets of the family. But for sure we shall gather again. Actually… I think we will in November. In Korea! I can’t wait to post that adventure.

For now I’ll sign off and just say, getting out in nature, whether alone, with friends, or family, is a great way to cleanse the mental palette. Do it.

For now, as usual, peace and love…
Marv