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modern-day cowgirl.

10 Jul

 

When I was a little girl, I liked to pretend that I was a cowgirl.

I would spend hours getting lost in daydreams of wrangling cattle and of strapping on my chaps and spurs and riding off into the sunset on my lively steed.

I so badly wanted to live the life of adventure that was so often the main vein running through the stories that recounted the days of the wild west.

Stories of heroic cowpoke protagonists, of miners living high atop the Rocky Mountains, of straight shooters and showdowns.

And though I don’t partake in any high noon showdowns or spend much time around horses,  I like to think that I am living out my childhood dreams of cowgirl adventures via elk jerky and apple picnics at the top of high mountain summits. Through wandering drives up old access roads in search of snow in July. Through the twangy stories told during a private blue grass show on a deck overlooking Telluride and the San Juans. Through evenings spent on a wobbly, spider-ridden kayak watching fireworks cascade over Lake Dillon. Through hidden campsites that provide an unobstructed view of the stars and the sun rising up above Cataract Falls. Through the eyes of an eight year old as she learns the ins and outs of the world around her. And through the joy felt when close friends and family come together for an evening of ongoing laughter over charred ribs and corn on the cob dripping with melted butter.

 

 

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moosing around.

9 Apr

There is a family of moose who have taken up residence in Summit Cove, specifically around Tally Ho Court.

A few times a day, Mama Moose takes her twins on a stroll, stopping occasionally to sample the local fare, namely Aspen trees and loose ground cover.

The twins, though new to ‘moosing’ and still working out the kinks of their spindly legs, follow along gamely; pausing every once in a while to observe the neighbors observing them.

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out like lamb [not so much].

6 Apr

March oh March. Where have you gone?

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a taste of something fine.

31 Mar

New Years resolutions have never really been my thing. My track record for follow through on “resolutions” like going to the gym three days a week, only eating dessert after one meal a day (HA!), and cutting corn syrup from my diet (Oreos don’t have corn syrup, right?) has been measly to say the least.

But this year, in the midst of the sadness and terror leading up to the end of 2015, I made it my goal to focus on being mindful about the gratitude that I feel for all the little moments that make up my life. Thankful for the gift of friendship and family and the opportunities that are presented in times of chaos and joy. Thankful for the love of an itty bitty pitty pup named Mayhem, for the beauty of snow-covered mountains, and honing in on how my positive outlook, hell sometimes my negative outlook, affects those around me.

That said, in the spirit of gratitude, I would like to share an anecdote that touches on the hilarity of the hospitality industry at high volume time periods. Though this story serves as a prime example of teamwork and support, I left each day with a renewed sense of hope for humanity, appreciation for those of us who work hard to support the ones we love, and a the joy in a large glass of wine when I finally made it home at night.

Note, this anecdote was submitted to resort leaders so please forgive the nature in which the story is told as some content has been removed.

“Many teams preach about the importance of teamwork and good communication but in my experience, not many teams epitomize the concept of teamwork in quite the way that the staff at our property does. Over the last five days, a flu bug decimated our housekeeping department, knocking out two or three people each day, last weekend. With the resort receiving 40″ of snow last week, the hotel’s occupancy jumped to 100% for the upcoming weekend. Being short-staffed combined with 40” of fresh powder meant that the property started Friday, Saturday, and Sunday behind and played catch-up in the maintenance and housekeeping departments until late in the evening—in some cases as late as 8:00pm.
Though everyone on our team was working under a huge amount of stress, each member of the staff made it known to each other that they had each other’s backs. From maintenance technicians vacuuming rooms and making beds, to house-people and kitchen stewards running linens and water bottles to rooms, to front desk agents organizing a chaotic valet circle and showering our guests with our infamous guest service to ease the displeasure expressed at rooms not being ready on time, it was truly amazing to watch the love and support melt away the stress and bring laughter and efficiency to an otherwise extremely unpleasant and chaotic situation. Instead of grumblings about working late and tears caused by exhaustion, laughter, high-fives, and thank you’s rung through the hallways.
Since that weekend, I have heard time and time again how apparent it is how much our team cares about each other’s well-being. I can honestly say that our staff has opened my eyes to the concept of friends who become family and I could not be more proud to part of such an amazing group of people.”

Thanks again to all parties involved. I am oh so lucky to know each and every you and I can only hope that my future endeavors are highlighted with anecdotes and memories like the ones we have made over the last few years.

in like a lion.

10 Mar

Arapahoe Basin, Winter Park, Keystone, Breck, Montezuma, and Summit Cove.

pre-holiday fun.

14 Dec

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defeating defeat.

3 Dec

I woke up tired today.

Exhausted really.

Tired of the negativity and fear that has been permeating through a season in which peace, joy, and gratitude are supposed to be paramount.

Saddened by constant news of hate and violence. Beat down by the anger and blatant use of force to achieve power.

I found my day dragging along with the weight of my emotions. My confusion and sadness highlighted by underpinnings of defeat at the thought of the world’s current state.

Defeat. Terror’s greatest and most powerful weapon.

Defeat hangs over the world and the world’s strongest and most jubilant inhabitants like a heavy fog. It drapes the love and the light of the season in a drab overcoat, blocking out whatever winds of peace, whatever inkling of positivity, may exist in our atmosphere.

It creates exhaustion and fear and sadness and it cultivates the belief in the inability to fight back; the tragic thought that goodness does not exist.

Fortunately for us we can turn defeat on itself, because there is goodness in the world. There is goodness and love in each and every day and in each and every person that we cross.

You see it in the smiling greetings that passing strangers share as they nod hellos while crossing the street.

You see it in the love that your children and spouses and pets and friends share with each other, with you.

And you see it in the beauty of the start of each new day.

And during this time of fear and confusion, a time in which hatred is threatening to defeat the gratitude and peace that the world deserves, we need to remember to hold our loved ones a bit closer. To share a smile with a stranger and thank those around you for being there. In spreading a bit of gratitude and joy to each and every person we meet in a given day, we are proving that love, acceptance, and peace will defeat hate.

Will defeat fear.

Will defeat, defeat.

peace

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