Devil’s Thumb, Clearing Storm #1. Boulder, Colorado
Like this morning, for example…Out with Dana Bove on the Shanahan Ridge Trail below Devil’s Thumb in the Flatirons. We walked up through the pre-dawn fog in very lowly, lowly temperatures hoping for some nice light on the foothills as the sun rose. Casting a gaze straight up you could see clear sky–despite the low clouds–so things looked pretty dern good.Sure enough, we got our wish. The sun started to burrow its way through the low scud and the golden light started radiating the giant sandstone slabs above us. Awesome! For the next hour or two we slogged through the snow our separate ways and started filling the memory card.
Once I got back home, though, things just didn’t look nearly as spectacular on the computer screen. Some scenes don’t translate as well as we might hope from Mother Nature’s stage to the digital off-off Broadway back alley theater of our monitors. What I have posted here is the best of the lot. Believe me, these images don’t come close to what we saw out there with our Mark I Eyeballs.
That’s the way the ball sometimes bounces, Buckwheat.
Sometimes you just have to just enjoy the moment, breathe in the cool, clean air, crunch the styrofoam snow a bit with your boots, and let the colors and tones slide into a big, fat file in the organic memory card of your cranium.
Snow Grasses, High Key. Boulder, Colorado, 2014
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