Saturday, 27 April 2013

I AM now a soccer mom!

Half time team talk with coach Eric.
Yes! Morwenna has got over her fears and has joined her friends in the Mesa 2nd grade girls' soccer team. I was even on orange-quarters-at-half-time duty today so I'm totally legit.  I was heard to shout "go girls" and "great job" as Morwenna the sweeper booted the ball upfield out of the path of the Amazonian 3rd graders who were today's opponents. Don't enquire after the score, just know that Morwenna is loving it, and, I must say, so am I.

Meanwhile Dan is trying his hand at flag football: toned down American football minus the pushing and shoving and shoulder pads - again very happily, as his best friends are involved.  To me it is a strange game, lots of standing around, the sparsest spurts of running with the ball (compared to rugby), and lots of 'plays' to learn, with coded numbers.  But the ball is the right shape for Dan, at least.
Morwenna with orange hair tie.

Thursday, 21 March 2013

Snowy Boulder

Our view, looking west

I'm not sure we've had much more snow than Scotland so far, so Colorado may be heading for another difficult summer of forest fires unless a good few more feet fall in the next few weeks.  Unlikely.  But it is beautiful when it comes, as the sun is sure to come out, the paths cleared and the snow remains for several days, white and glistening.
Local sledging

Rockies walk

Our street - even the side walk is cleared, as are bike paths
Meanwhile, making coasters at the Denver art museum

Sunday, 10 March 2013

Dan and Morwenna run some errands


Unless you have an unexplained (and inexplicable) love for bland shopping centres, you may pass on this one.  But Table Mesa shopping center is a big part of our life here.  Dan and Morwenna were let loose there with my camera last week.
First, the cafe - serious business.  Dan has discovered cinnamon rolls.

Then King Soopers, our grocery store. "Have a sooper day!"

Fruit and veg look good, quality not always great

Outside my yoga temple. Yoga is Boulder's religion.

You bump into friends - here, Mat's colleague Quinn., with his cart.  Yeah!

Remember this Granny and Danna? Favourite treat spot.

Local currency - hard earned by me locally!

Friday, 1 February 2013

Rodeo!

Well, I knew it would be hilarious, but I hadn't dared hope that it would be so much fun and so impressive.  Hilarities included endless ten gallon hats, chaps and big buckles, piped country and western music ("textin' till ma fingers bleed"), burgers, bad beer, and an announcer from Texas who said things like, "he comes from a family of ropers".  Mat was the only man not wearing jeans, and certainly the only wearing a brown corduroy jacket.

Blurry bucking bronco + attendant
The site is a horrendous dust bowl which straddles Interstate 70 in South Denver and the Rodeo took place in, yes, The Coliseum.  We discovered that Cody is a proper cowboy name.

And the cowboys showed some serious skill, strength, horsemanship and courage.  We discovered that bucking broncos used to be wild horses but now are bred to buck and (according to the totally unbiased announcer) love it and suffer no cruelty.  We had a question about a strap that is put around the horse's tummy and removed when bucking is no longer required ...  Any insider knowledge on that anyone?  Hope you can watch the video.


Blurry calf lassoeing
We saw bareback broncos and saddled broncos, lassoeing, racing round barrels, olde worlde 6-horse mailcoach, and, bull riding - BIG bull riding.  Also cowboys leaping off their horses and wrestling down young bulls, and trussing up their legs. And of course mutton bustin - small boys and girls riding sheep until they drop off and are scopped up by their moms in pink sparkley cowgirl hats. Everything!  It was a very slick, professional show, but if you looked at the cowboys just before their 8 seconds of fame, they couldn't hide a pretty tense, concentrated expression.
prize winning golden Highland cow.
We went to a stock auction, and the stock that day was ... Highland cows.  Big thing in the US apparently, and some highland blood in your stock makes for leaner meat, better conversion of poor pasture and easier calfbearing, apparently.  A young bull sold for $6,000.

Family climbing

Thanks to birthday offerings from Mary and Jamie, Mat has taken 3 climbing evening classes at the Boulder Rock Club, and we have all got the climbing bug.  Indoors so far, but there are lots of promising outdoor opportunities around here once things warm up.
Morwenna getting into harness.


I'm holding on


Tuesday, 22 January 2013

Yee ha cowboy!

Forgot to keep his chin tucked
Yes - we're going to the rodeo!!  Thanks to Mat's chat with his barber today, we have discovered that the National Western Stock Show is on in Denver at the moment.  We have tickets to the rodeo on Saturday.  For the best seats, you have to wear a buckle.  This event has been running for over a century and we are hoping for the full array of cowboys, lassoeing and bucking broncos.  Yee ha.
Mutton bustin': looking forward to seeing some on Saturday. Is it too late for Dan to start? (see little boys lined up behind...)

Friday, 18 January 2013

Christmas holidays

Christmas morning looking over frozen Viele Lake to NCAR, taken 2 mins from our house.
Downtown Denver in the background outside the Pompeii exhibition
Click on photos to see them bigger! It snowed overnight on Christmas Eve and stayed below freezing day and night until after the new year: a veritable white Christmas.   No good for snowballs, but do come and use our spare room if ski-ing on powder snow is your thing.  

We went to Denver a couple of times over the holidays, including a very good Pompeii exhibition which I think is coming to the British Museum later this year, and a "van Go" exhibition.  Other than that, some lovely snowy walks and socialising with the friendly folk here.  We introduced them to crackers; amazingly, crackers are practically unheard of here.
Pepito, our neigbour's enormous rabbit

Morwenna was busy with Pepito, our neighbour's rabbit, who we managed to keep alive in arctic temperatures while they holidayed in Hawaii.
Morwenna is a sturdy walker these days
Bear Canyon trail: up through the pine woods
Lunch by the rocks
Christmas chicken dinner

Christmas day in the snow
Morwenna and her Christmas dinner