07/15/2023
I still get thrilled by life when a space reveals itself to be so stunningly surreal, so impossibly and surprisingly beautiful. The juxtaposition of a stately and upright aspen grove with horizontal liquid and all of its attendant ripples and motions and watery sounds ... gliding effortlessly among the trunks and beneath the quaking leaves while a Rocky Mountain breeze causes the water to riffle and the greenery to shimmy. Lying on one's back upon a paddleboard looking up at the canopy while floating dream-like between the towering tree trunks. Thanks to the lovely Bekah Scalero from Western Slope SUP for being the inadvertent model. Please don't write where this is if you happen to know. I'll do my part and keep my mouth shut. 😉