Two weeks of solitary meditation, Painting, drawing,writing, reading,playing guitar, writing songs, hiking under big blues skies with the snow capped continental divide as back drop. Unbelievable. So many things to be in gratitude for every day. The cabin is in true Henry Thoreau style of Simple living in natural surroundings. Well stocked, comfortable and all that is needed. Refreshing. It was like being in a perpetual surreal painting. Moment to moment capturing a different pallet of color that was on display depending on the sun’s position in the sky. Watching the Hummingbirds outside the front door swirling and dive bombing in delight all to my delight. My favorite experience after sitting down in the doorway on a cooler overcast first morning to be still for a time, I noticed a small store bought helium balloon with the words congratulations dancing on the horizon. Surely for a special new young graduate in this month of no formal gatherings . I captured this sentiment for myself and more than likely appreciated this offering more than the recipient for finally giving myself permission to take time to pull away from-the insane pace of my life. Other worldly. Coronavirus? What virus? The sunsets in the evening from 6 pm to 8 pm were breathtaking. Wonderful, helpful hosts. Altogether, an unforgettable experience. A piece of sanity and solitude will follow me home. I will be back again.