When Its 98 Degrees

The heat! It has been so very hot for the last couple of weeks and I have even noticed my car thermometer showing 101 several times. Seeing that this is Colorado where the evenings are cool and breezy we have not considered using an air conditioner. We make due with a series of fans that keep the house cool until about mid afternoon, then we must leave for the mountains, the pool or the river. I have no complaints at all the tomatoes are big and bountiful, the garden it thriving and the Farmer's Market has been glorious. With my son off to camp, the house is missing the group of large footed 13-year-olds who clean out my kitchen like locusts and the house is a new level of quiet. Thus, this week has been full of swimming, fresh heirloom tomatoes, basil, mint in limeade and today O head to my favorite mountain hike so I can bask in cooler air and mountain wildflowers.

summer, how I love thee...a photo essay.

yours from the road,
earthmama

Baseball In Oil Country

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My son's team played in New Mexico last night on a field just north of an Oil Refinery. They played well and won the game even though the other team had an amazing rally in the last inning that nearly tied the game.

These games are state championships, somehow even though we live in Colorado we play in New Mexico for State Championships. Usually Colorado ski junkies have a hard time playing the kids in New Mexico, not this time! However, our coach benched three players who have always been on our team. Three players who are sweet, dedicated, diligent and very very likely to not catch the ball. This great American game is our son's passion. I have always felt his coach was the best in town, gentle and full of positive lessons about the game and also fair in playing each kid as much as possible.

I feel very conflicted with his teammates being benched during the championships. Its a game, I understand winning is important, but at what cost?

Sometimes when you should be meditating...

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Originally uploaded by korcepaul

You are drinking on the front step watching the moon rise over the ridge...
forgetting all except the lime, cool night air, the cold numbness and the light shining from mountain top into your heart.