10.14.2009

Aspen Mountain's misty shawl

It is the kind of day that calls for a wood stove, a book-lined study, a big fleece blanket, a cup of tea, and nowhere to go. It's the kind of day when fabulous ASPEN! is really just a little town tucked up a narrow valley, in a place it probably never should have been built in the first place (right in the meadow next to the river). It's the kind of day where you hope it's snowing up high, cause it is sure raining in town.
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