We are in the midst of a bit of a chilly spell - "teens" in Fahrenheit on our hill day. "Hills" for Connie and me usually involves running up and down the number streets in a nearby neighborhood, but with the light snow and thick fog on this brisk morning, we opted for repeats on Boomerang. It turned out to be a rather beautiful morning to be cruising the hill - and punctuated with a bit of excitement toward the end!
Up up up we went on Boomerang, arrived at the top .... and the town of Boulder had disappeared!
Along the mountain top, we were awestruck by the pines glistening with their coats of icy dew.
As we descended, we discovered another critter investigating the foggy, snowy environs: a rather fine looking coyote, deserving of a photo. To our dismay, it seemed to become quite interested in us as we trotted further down the hill. 'Twas no time for photos of that shadowing activity - we skedaddled! A very brisk pace on a very brisk day!
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