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It’s been a while since I’ve posted here, so here are some pics from a very super cold hike on the Grand Mesa in Western Colorado.
This gallery contains 9 photos.
It’s been a while since I’ve posted here, so here are some pics from a very super cold hike on the Grand Mesa in Western Colorado.
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Jason and I spent our Saturday exploring our new stomping grounds out here in Grand Junction, Colorado. We [almost] made it up onto the Colorado National Monument, but stopped to take some pictures by the river because the lighting was … Continue reading
The Sun now rose upon the right:
Out of the sea came he,
Still hid in mist, and on the left
Went down into the sea.– Samuel Taylor Coleridge,
The Rime of the Ancient Mariner
On this chilly June day, fog hung over the city like a blanket suspended from the skyscrapers. Ominous was the first word that came to mind, but as I approached the harbor and noticed the tips of all the sailboats’ masts being swallowed up by the sky, scenes from my favorite Coleridge piece flashed across my mind. If you haven’t read “The Rime of the Ancient Mariner” by Samuel Taylor Coleridge, you should. It’s the longest of all his works, but it is a powerfully written poem with beautiful use of imagery and personification, as well as moral admonition steered by the sea, some dark spirits, and an albatross.
If you decide to read it, let me know what you think in the comments section below!
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The day has finally arrived! All of the finishing touches have been made and we are excited to share our wedding album photos. This album doesn’t even contain all of them either! If you attended our wedding and would like … Continue reading
Vibrant buildings assume a pastel hue
As when mixing paints; adding white to blue.
Silvery frosted crystals fall softly,
Forming a sheer veil over the city.
In summertime, a sapphire oasis;
Now bleak as God’s delicate hand traces
The urban edge of Poseidon’s estate;
Its alabaster sheen so desolate.
The beauty of the harbor lies barren–
No songs of the warbler, loon or heron.
A frigid white blanket across this bed
Encapsulates beauty asleep, not dead.
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Here are just a few snapshots from our wedding album. More to come later when all the finishing touches are complete…