Magic in the Mountains

its almost 6 pm and Ive just returned from taking my CPR class and picking up ingredients to make banana bread for the boys. I realize i am flush with energy and Skeeter looks out the window longingly. So Iopen the door to go for a hike with my doggie. The sky is dark and ominous and the wind is picking up.. what the hell I'll just make it a brisk hike around the loop I can make it. I live on a Hill over looking pretty much all of Breckenridge and the mountain so the view is amazing. The Sky was brilliant hues of purple and violet and the mountain with still a wee bit of snow on the peaks seemed to be alive. The wind whipped my hair around violently and Thunder roared and rolled around above me as rain started to sprinkle down. My heart raced as I was only half way home and I thought for sure Is was going to start pouring, but then I realized I loved it. I loved the danger the excitment,what if it rains.. well then I'll get wet. everything around me seemed magical, the colors, the smells. Skeeter charged forward pulling the leesh, he was probably scared of the thunder but I like to think he was bravely taking the lead haha. we made it home nearly dry and the clouds seem to be clearing. perfect timing.