Husband and I decided to do something totally new to us - and that is take a little weekend trip to the mountains, unplanned, no reservations, no itinerary, no organization other than being certain we are packed with our necessities and the car is ready to go. Oh yes - and money in the bank - cash in the pocket.
We left our home town at 10:00 a.m. on Thursday with the car loaded - including a cooler of sandwich makings and our little dog Dodger. My usual plan in the car is to sleep - but I skipped a couple of nighttime pills that make me drowsy and so I had a fairly easy time of staying awake to enjoy the trip with husband, Clay. Great ride and in no time we found ourselves in Boulder, CO. It was Clay's suggestion that we get there and find a place to stay. Travel on to Estes the next day.
Sometimes things happen and you just think - how could something this nice happen to me?? I grabbed a magazine at a quick stop and found Boulder Mountain Lodge in the magazine. Looked just like what we had in mind (or at least what I had in mind and had never really even voiced) and so I called them - got a room - and in the misting rain we arrived at the most quaint, beautiful little mountain hideaway. There were flowers in the window sills - a book shelf of books in the office, and a Reading Room where the continental breakfast would be served on an old fashioned - just like mom used to have - buffet table. We quickly unpacked - grabbed the dog and took off on foot for a mountain trail walk. After two miles uphill and down - we were tired - headed to our little riverside retreat - fixed a supper of ham sandwiches and fruit with yogurt and cookies for dessert - showered - and headed to bed. Oh - it was 8:30 mountain time! End of Day #1 - Blessings found in a God who gives us the desires of our heart.