My last day in Denver we went to the Museum. It was, like all of Denver, a wonderful surprise. We split up so we could each see what we wanted to see. I went for the Daniel Sprick portrait room. Oh my. These portraits look like photographs at first but then you realize their paintings and then you scream! What?! I was mesmerized.
It was a fantastic show. I also spent some time in their textile room which is an interactive space filled with books and on going projects one can participate in. A great museum to take children to.
This trip was far too short. It was a tasting platter, an amuse-bouche. Like flicking through an amazing book before you settle in to savor each and every page. I had no idea I would love Colorado as much as I did. It bears more exploration as does New Mexico. I’m excited about going back next year in a bug out vehicle so I can take my time.
And now I am home and my little grand baby boys have grown! Little baby is even fatter and Chips is growing into a little boy with muscles. His face lit up when I walked through the door and we both just smiled and smiled at each other until I could grab him up and squeeze him. It was off to the Dinosaur races after that. I had to reacquaint myself with all his dinosaurs and boy is always happy to add more reptiles to the pile. The Monk sent him a whole collection of alligators from the Alligator farm he visited while Joyce and I had coffee. Alligators in Colorado.
And now here, in Mr Chips toy box.
I was also very happy to get reacquainted with Mr Tearful. It’s great to go on adventures. It makes coming home all the sweeter.
At the Alligator Farm in Colorado.