Spending time in the Alps of France, Italy, and/or Switzerland is an exercise in managing visual-stimuli overload. Everywhere you turnlookbreathe, there exists a stunning view.
It’s August and that means that we’re home from our July in the San Juan Mountains.
On Thursday, June 30th, Bryon, Junebug the Border Collie, and I crested Molas Pass, the almost 11,000-foot pass along the highway leading into Silverton, Colorado.
About 20 months ago, what seems like a geologic epoch at least, Bryon arrived home with an announcement.
