|Our beautiful state|
By Mary Friedel-Hunt
I took a long drive today through the hills that surround our town. The trees are full and deep green. Cows were grazing peacefully in meadows. The corn is taller than I am. Flowers grace the farmhouse porches and the sun highlights the fields.
There is absolutely nothing like driving the hills here in our glorious state. Bill and I lived in Ouray, Colo., for four years. Now that is a magnificent area. Our town was surrounded by “fourteeners” (mountain peaks over 14,000 feet high) and hiking in those mountains was exhilarating. I have
|Tuesday, August 09, 2011 2:53 PM|