Poco Mountain Girl

We’ve been having such a nice laid-back swing into fall. David had a week off work, and we spent time at the creek this weekend. Poor Caleb has a job now (actually it’s great for him) and is working weekends. We try not to have too much fun without him.

Cash and I have continued with our decluttering streak. This is the contents of the kids’ activity cabinet spread out on the dining room table. Needless to say, the cabinet has been a disaster for quite a while, but we pared down the contents nicely, and filled the recycle bin to overflowing.

Cash pulled this coloring book out of the pile. “Oh,” he said tenderly, “This is just how I looked when I was little.”

He has caught the decluttering bug, too. He randomly comes up to me and asks if we can “ordanize” something together. He ran off with a shoe box the other day and later I found his marble run blocks perfectly arranged inside, and the smaller parts divided up in his blue treasure chest. Two pieces didn’t fit the way he wanted, and he said we should throw them away, but I rescued them, hah.  I’m not that “ordanized.”

Zia and I made a plan to hit up some fall festivals, and today we all went to a ciderfest–all of us, that is, but Caleb, boo-hoo.  Besides a hand-cranked cider press, it featured free pony rides, a small bouncy house, a working blacksmith, and several booths, including face painting and balloons–where of course we squandered most of our money.

As we were leaving, Cash spotted this truck. “That’s what I want for my birthday!” he gasped.

After the festival, we dropped Zia off for her very first sleepover at a friend’s birthday party. They have llamas, a pregnant donkey, a trampoline, and a zip line.

I was itching to try the zip line. Cash thought he would try it, too, until he climbed the tree stump to grab it and got a sudden reality check of how high he was, LOL–three feet off the ground. He couldn’t get down fast enough.

I did it instead. I really want my own zip line now.

Last I saw Zia she was screaming like a banshee and racing around the llamas with a crowd of little girls.  I doubt she’ll get any sleep, but I think it’ll be worth it.  It is a little quiet back at the house, though.

The aspens are in full color now, and the days swing from beating-down sunshine to splashes of crisp coldness. As much as we like going down to the valley and out to festivals (and zip-lining), my favorite time is always coming home. I love this time of year in the mountains, and I want to soak it up, breathe it in, and bask in it–and hope snow is a looooong time in coming. 😉

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