The damp, downright wet weather continues. All weekend, it has been wet and miserable. As I write, more rain is falling. Another gray day makes me wonder what happened to the sunshine that brought my late husband Bill and me to Colorado.
Both of us, having grown up in western New York, were tired of damp gray days that were brought to us by Lake Erie. On our first trip west, we attended a birders’ convention in Colorado and were impressed by a full week of sunshine. We vowed we would return, and we did 49 years ago next April.