“Springtime in the Rockies is not for the faint of heart,” I growl, head underneath my pillow trying to drown out a snowplow scraping through the early morning silence. April tries all of our patience around here. We woke to 15 degrees this morning, wind blowing backwards from the East, wind chill in the deep negatives. I pull on alpaca socks, hunker beneath a thick blanket and pad downstairs to brew some coffee. I haven’t opened the blinds yet, but […]
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