Went up to Mt. High with my honey this afternoon and took a couple of shots of him snowboarding. I must admit, he's pretty good, except that he just called me and told me he fell on a jump and scratched himself up. He loves living close to the ski resort but as for me you won't find me on a board or skiis in this lifetime. I tore up my ACL back in my twenties and besides, any sport that makes you cold and wet when you fall does not seem like fun to me. I'll stick to hiking, thanks.
And here's some stuff I saw there. I took The Boy with me and he pointed at all the things he wanted me to take pictures of. See if you can spot the portrait of him.