Went out to Mountain Sun last night, the stereotypical hippie restaurant in the crunchiest town of them all. Then Bree gave us a priavte flamenco concert as I played guitar and he sang as only he can in his Spanglish and gave outstanding palmas. This morning drove out past the Flatirons and Flagstaff to Green Mountain. Saw a mule deer on the way up, as well as chipmunks, butterflies and a grouse. Picked raspberries, came back, walked in the rain, then napped. Anette had a little vondt i magen from so much traveling, but better in the afternoon. Went to a Tibetan restaurant then watched the first two episodes of "Six Feet Under." Ladybug earrings and a blue hairclip.
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...so sad that Six Feet Under is over!
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