we talked about it on the drive over the mountains on our way to robert earl keen. I told him how i’d decided to stop blogging for a while. he asked why. he asked it in such a way that made me question it too. perhaps i’d run out of things to say. a more likely candidate was the stress i’d been facing at work. a big promotion + new responsibilites coupled with the loss of a co-worker to another company -what came with the territory - a sharp learning curve + the work of two people. but, I missed this place. I missed the morning ritual of coffee + internet. the days that began this way, were for lack of better words, better.

so a little catch-up. in the interim of my absence, H + I went back to crested butte this weekend for the tough enough to wear pink breast cancer fundraiser concerts with robert earl keen, dean dillion, + mack davis. while colorado (was) seeing a shortage of snow on the hill, there was plenty of sunshine, + a long hike up snodgrass mountain with the dogs was exactly what I needed to put this stressful week to bed. everyday with H is a really really good day. I realize this even more on days I struggle. he pushes me + I need that. I think part of pushing myself too means writing here, in this place, even on days that my words don’t seem to string together in a way that I want them to. like today. that gives me something to work on + I am ready to be back.

photo credit: H | 1-14-2012