Well, as usual, traveling for us has been another adventure. We arrived in Aspen yesterday, drove to our condo, and the door was locked. No problem---we were early. Then Fred checked his phone. It seems our hostess, Erica, had accidentally double booked our condo for one night, but had a back up plan. Her mom has an incredible "old Aspen" cabin that feels like you are out in the woods somewhere, but is actually close to town. Her mom's house is close by, but far enough away so that it didn't feel weird. It was our option to stay there or she would find us a spot in the same complex as our condo, but for one night, we figured what the hell....and went for her mom's place. I'm soooo glad we did. In some ways it was like going to a Colorado version of the little house at the Farm, only with beams in the ceiling, a cool tin roof & cable TV. Both places used to be feed sheds way back when, so the vibe was just so familiar and comfy. We have pic's of the place so I'll have to load them later--I can't post them from here since we don't have a certain thingy.
We got to meet Indigo, Erica's mom's Blue Healer female dog, who promptly tinkled in the grass around the cabin to welcome us. Nothing says welcome like a little fresh tinkle. Erica and her mom, Marcy, came down for a drink and to make sure we were OK with our decision. On our little porch was an old lift chair bolted into the ceiling, for additional seating, with the other furniture, and we sat outside and visited. While adorable and cozy, by today we were ready to see what we'd actually rented, and we were not disappointed. If you ever want to rent something somewhere, try VRBO (vacation rental by owner) and give it a shot. Or, let us know as this one is for sale.
Before I close, I want to leave you with a little "visual"--the sliding screen door to our second floor porch, is WIDE open, a la Fred, and the view from where I am is of a solid stand of Aspen's, beginning to turn yellow and gold, and a few blue Spruce mixed in, loaded with pine cones. It's dry and cool and might rain tonight, as a cool front is expected. Oh, bring it.
My Harris was reading over my shoulder when I got to this title...the look on his face when he said, "What did I do this time and how does Aunt Caroline know about it?!" was priceless. :)
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