After watching the firefighters hose a ball back and forth on a cable Sunday afternoon, we went to the Cortez Recreation Center for some much-needed R&R. On the way, we couldn't resist stopping to enjoy the scene of a freshly-baled field with Weber Mountain in the background. This was our first time at the rec center since my surgery, and it felt great ... and we both felt weak!
Just before sunset, we returned to Thompson Park to catch the agrarian scene we had been too hurried to stop and enjoy Friday evening. It's such a beautiful little bowl of farms and fields, with a mesa and ridgeline to the east and south. So glad it wasn't dammed and turned into a reservoir, as was seriously proposed in 1910!
And then, as we were coming back out of a little side-valley, there was this bunch of bucks, maybe a dozen or so, meandering across a field. Several of them dropped down to Cherry Creek and we must have watched these velvet-antlered guys for 10 minutes as they wandered through the back-deep grasses along the creek bottom about 50 yards from where we were sitting in the car. They were totally unconcerned, occasionally stopping to stare at us curiously.
What a restful, wonderful evening in a land that just always holds new treasures when we venture out! TV
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