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Who knew all this would happen afterwards!

Sunday, April 13, 2025

Day trip to Southern Ute Museum

 

Leaving Cortez with the La Plata Mountains in front of us.








I enjoyed seeing the early spring trees with mostly yellow tones.


On the right, you see three cottonwoods But I’m not sure what the yellow ones are.


The Sky Ute Casino





Museum building back side


Entrance courtyard to museum




The arbor framework finishes the circular entrance court area, much as it would at many indigenous tribes’ pow-wow ceremonies.


 


Central to the indoor lobby is this totem.





Once we entered the actual museum displays we saw this teepee.

When you sit on the logs a few recorded voices give details about it. This was the technique used throughout the museum.







I enjoyed seeing the construction with all these huge wood columns.




I liked this woman’s dress with cowrie shell decorations but was a bit dismayed to see some plastic beads strung at the hemline. These larger beads didn’t look like glass to me - but I could be wrong.

I had used up my energy by then so missed much of the displays about the Utes after Western Europeans arrived in the area.

Today’s quote:

Your very own inner wisdom should be valued more than any other and will always guide you in the direction you need to travel.









Saturday, April 12, 2025

Critters around my visiting home

 


Coyote and wolf figure in the creation stories of the Ute Tribe


A large herd of elk in Teluride CO when we drove right by on April 11, 2025


Shiva is just her perfect self.


Sweet barker Zora protects the land, she house and garden where my daughter-in-law and son worked today.


I’ve been somewhat unsteady on my feet lately, so I was designated watcher!

Sharing late with Saturday’s Critteers

Today’s quote:

Nothing gives you more joy than when your heart grows wider and wider and your sense of belonging to the universe grows deeper and deeper.  BR. DAVID STEINDL-RAST




Hither and yon

Here are a few more shots from home...where spring was just beginning and then I left!

Looking down the "courtyard" past our pink dogwood to see the white one at the furthest apartments.

The pink dogwood still has some blooms, though many branches are past blossoming.

Early buds on the azaleas outside my kitchen.


YON (Florida):

My daughter-in-law's Moonlit Macarons display in St. Petersburg FL.


MORE YON (say Colorado)

View outside front windows of my youngest son's home in Cortez, looking towards the back side of Mesa Verde

I asked for blueberry pancakes, and my son fixed these fluffy ones...here making notes with is wife on the ingredient list in the cookbook!

They were delicious!




The fabulous kitchebn window looking out the back view of their yard.


Today's quote:

You don't get to choose how you're going to die. Or when. You can only decide how you're going to live. Now. 

Joan Baez







Friday, April 11, 2025

Flowers of springtime

 For Floral Friday Fotos this week...

An older series of photos of spring blossoms, just in case I couldn't post on the iPad!




And my conclusion was that I couldn't use the iPad blogger worth a darn!




Springtime flowers!



Today's quote:

When we embrace our togetherness we recognize that what is possible depends not on you, not on me, but on us. A grateful perspective helps us reach out and invite people in because we understand that together we are the way forward. Joe Primo

Thursday, April 10, 2025

From Cortez, CO


Maybe the Missippi River 5 miles below our plane




Sunset outside of Denver looking towards Mt. Evans, on the way to Durango




La Plata Mountains



Grand Pup Austrailian Cattle Dog -— Zora keeps an eye on me!!




North side of Mesa Verde



Grand Kitty





I think I lost my original post that I scheduled for today



Today’s quote:

You belong. Everywhere. Yes, you—with all your history, anxiety, pain. Yes, everywhere—in every culture, community, circumstance. You belong in this body. You belong in this very moment. You belong in this breath…and this one. You have always belonged.


 SEBENE SELASSIE