It's hard to believe that this snow laden wonderland is only 70 miles away from downtown Denver, where we were in shirtsleeves at 50 degrees yesterday. Colorado's juxtaposition of plains to mountains is quite dramatic that way, not to mention going from bare ground to 3 feet of snow.
I was puffing and panting in the thin air this morning as I climbed a hill to find a view. We are at 9000 feet above sea level. It will be interesting to see how we all do on the ski hill today. Admittedly, some of my fatigue may have to do with the two pitchers of margarita's that we all shared last night. (Only one of our family is now under drinking age - a strange new development) I'm almost as unaccustomed to drinking margaritas as I am to 9000 feet.
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