Because of my childhood love for cowboy movies and Zane Grey western novels, I had my eye on Laramie, Wyoming. The reality of Wyoming, however, is its wind, its fierce winters, and its altitude. My husband convinced me we'd best enjoy Wyoming's beauty during occasional summer visits.
This time of year, wildflowers burst into bloom in the western states. This photo was taken a few years ago in Wyoming not far north of the Colorado border.
Wyoming can be green and lush or dry and brown. When the rains do come, the colors are spectacular. This photo was taken near Hole in the Wall while we were on a driving trip that went from Colorado to South Dakota and then down through Wyoming.
But enough about Wyoming, as beautiful as it is. We've now lived in Northern Colorado for eleven years and still haven't seen everything it has to offer. But Rocky Mountain National Park is only forty-five minutes away, so we've taken that drive many times.
Most people laugh when they hear we moved away from Florida when we retired. But we grew up in Illinois and I had also spent quite a few years in Indiana. Change of seasons feels right. We especially enjoy fall and winter, even when it snows. And now that it's June, I'm ready to take the new camera (which I'm confident will never give me a blurry photo) into the hills and search for wildflowers.
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