Standards are very low in Denver apparently, because this saccharine crap won me an award in the county arts contest. And there’s no real point to this post other than I saw this picture and was thinking about my childhood. So enjoy the poem and 80s fashion shot of me getting my ski on.

Happy Saturday!


As I watch the sun disappear behind the mountains

I think how beautiful it looks

With radiant colors, gleaming in the light

Red, Orange, Yellow, setting before my eyes

Now that it’s dark, I have to go in

Maybe another time, I’ll see one again