We were quite a group as we headed for the rock face. Of course, the climbers. And my son, my daughter-in-law, her sister, my granddaughter’s friend, none of whom had climbed before. And then were the Florida visitors, my grandson-in-law’s parents who had arrived the night before from sea-level and for whom taking a walk usually meant meandering down the sidewalk in the evening. (Even in Aspen the elevation is 7908 ft.)
- That my grandchildren use extremely safe practices in their adventures. They don’t free climb and they always check and re-check their equipment.
- That I handled it all with some grace and calm. And that I wasn’t too hard on myself when I had to quit.
- That I wasn’t the only one climbing. Man, that’s a lot of work to set up for one person who only climbs six feet.
2. This is crazy and incidental but I had a class to attend and a dinner to fix whose timing didn’t coincide. Leaving my husband to remember to put a roast in the oven has its drawbacks. Aha! I have all of the modern conveniences…why not use them.
I mastered the “Delayed Start” with the push of a few buttons. Gave it a few thoughts as I sat in my class but then let it go. I arrived home to a roast that was close to ready.
Nice month, huh?
A bit of shame surfaces when I tell about one of this month’s “new” activities. Why have I waited so long?