It’s the yellow and red “Entrance Only” sign to get to the big-rig fuel pumps.
There are two ways to go in to the fuel island. If you go in this way, you get confirmation you’re doing it right. Problem is, if you go in the other way, nothing.
They put up a sign to direct traffic, but it has no effect on traffic. The only way you see the sign is if you’re already doing it right!
At Chatfield State Park.
We have quite a history with this school. Becky was in the inaugural class when she was seven. It was held in the basement of a church in Boulder. We liked it then.
We still like it now. Now, all of Becky and Brian’s children have gone there. Teigan and Conner still do. That’s where we went for the school performances this year.
It’s come a long way over the years. Here is what the campus looks like now.
The inside and the scholastic approach are as nice as the outside. What a place to go to school!
A follow-up check-up with the cardiologist, almost a year after the last heart surgery. Doing great. He let me off the Plavix six weeks early! That was a great surprise. Drug-free again!
Exercise is good. I at least walk every day. Running is not fast or far, but I can run until my legs get tired, with no chest pain. Couldn’t ask for more than that!
Along the way…
Green tailed towhee, Wilson’s Phalarope with a Cinnamon Teal, and White-faced Ibis at Bosque del Apache
Black throated sparrow, Black Phoebe, and a White-crowned Sparrow with a Pyrrhloxia at Bosque del Apache.
