this year, the fourth of july was really special.
the day started by walking up early, the giant san juan mountains surrounding us.
i was with good friends, my wife was on her way, and a day full of festivities awaited.
we started with fresh washington state oysters and bloody marys at 9 a.m. thanks to jw…
then we all headed to main street to watch the parade!
we were quite festive…
the f-16s are always a crowd favorite.
and then the vets came… and i assure you that not one eye was dry. these men sacrificed so much for all of us.
needless to say, they received a standing ovation from the multitudes.
not a bad backdrop to a fantastic day…
and you can’t forget the “men without rhythm”.
once the parade ended, we all headed to the patio at rustico, one of our favorite italian restaurants in telluride (or anywhere for that matter).
my big “pouty” lips… okay, so they’re not that pouty… just really chapped.
then it was on to town park to throw some horseshoes!
it’s good to take a nap in the grass in between matches…
we all retired for a few hours to get a little rest before the fireworks that night.
and as always, the fireworks display is unbelievable in telluride. i guess, just like everything else in this idyllic little mountain town.
it’s hard to go back to dallas and work when you’ve spent a dreamlike week in a place like telluride. it always happens that way.
so, to combat the shock of such a harsh contrast of realities, Elle and i decided to head up to wyoming for another week starting july 5th!
good philosophy, i think. but i have to admit in hindsight, it didn’t make the transition any easier…