For Terry and I — those types of conversations occur constantly…every day and in every way, as we walk solidly up on the land
We see it at the Upper End when the lush grass starts to green up like emeralds, and the air is suffused with the freshness of Spring
We see the Uncompaghre Plateau brighten in the air as lovely as crystals shimmering in the sun
We feel the touch of God’s hand brushing our checks softly in the growing dusk
The wind sometimes lifts us to heights of wonder, complete with fear and trembling (on our part)
Then, when the cloud streaked sky is shredded with the last of the golden sun’s glow, we know, beyond the Shadow of a Doubt we are more than blessed.
From our world to your heart,