




Golf is going well. I indulged in some shopping when we were in the land of stores this weekend. I'm between sizes so finding golf clothes was time consuming. And, I'm buying more long sleeves to protect from this searing sun.
One of my favorite books is "Cutting for Stone". The author came out with a new one last week, "Covenant of Water".....so far it's very good and I'm actually reading it instead of listening to it. And almost done listening to John Irving's "The Last Chairlift". It's strange, as are all of his and I'm not sure I would recommend it unless you are a fan of his style... plus it's very long.
Mountains are still getting feet of snow, the spring winds are starting up and the trees are budding.
And so, we're home, it's raining and snowing but there are buds on the trees, I've played a round of golf, well fortified in fleece and down, and happy to be back to my 'stuff'.
And then we went for a walk. Crystal Lake is in a beautiful setting among the mountains. The aspen are at their peak and it was a crisp day with a Colorado blue sky.
I'm taking a 5 week botany course and yes, it's about as exciting as it sounds. No drawing but some dissecting (of flowers, not frogs) and a reference book so I don't have to remember it all.
And, because we were in Boulder, I got a pair of Birkenstocks. Yes, they are very comfortable, once broken in, and yes, they are rather unattractive.




And then we did the forest trails......rocky, hilly, shady and humid. But not too buggy altho Murphy did get stung by something when he stuck his nose in a burrow.
I've revived my interest in taking more art classes. I thoroughly enjoy the fine details of botanical illustration and I'm taking zoom classes through Denver Botanic Gardens. It's been a learning curve to be sure..... some instructors are great, others not so much. But since I've taken these same classes many many years ago, I have managed to keep up just fine and look forward to the more advanced work after the prerequisites. Here is my finished project for Pencil I, the first required course. (our state flower, the Columbine).