“At night I dream that you and I are two plants
that grew together, roots entwined,
and that you know the earth and the rain like my mouth,
since we are made of earth and rain.”
― Pablo Neruda
Read about Aspen Trees HERE. (Trust me, you’ll be pleasantly creeped out….I mean, surprised)
I’m finally in recovery mode. My husband is forcing antibiotics on me. I still can’t talk. I feel like there’s 5 pounds of cotton in my lungs, and it hurts. The fever comes and goes and I’m still pretty weak- my endurance a shameful disgrace.
But I had to get out. I had to get the kids out. So we took our Jeep and headed for the high country. In the valley it’s more than 90 degrees, and up at Turkey Flats it was 70 at the most.
The drive climbs us up, up, to the aspen trees, where we can overlook the McGinnis Canyons, and over into Utah. It’s almost 9000 feet above see level and it’s a little slice of heaven.
We explored a couple of dirt roads, but before long I was worn out and we retreated to home. But not before taking a few pictures: