This morning finds me at the end of my two week artist in residency in Rocky Mountain National Park. Tomorrow my little friends who inhabit the wide open spaces near the William Allen White cabin will be entertaining another visitor. The golden mantle ground squirrel who sits on the pillar of the front porch each morning looks out over Moraine Park and appears to be greeting the new day. The rufous hummingbird who perches on the dead branch along the path to the cabin enjoys nectar from the nearby Indian Paintbrush. The Yellow-bellied Marmot will awaken someone else when he gnaws on the roof in the morning. I will not soon forget this incredible experience where folks have been so kind to us and every day was filled with new discoveries of magical places. In the words of John Muir, "Who can imagine beauty so fine in so savage a place, but gardens are blooming in all sorts of nooks and hollows."
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