Tag: mountains
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Climb Any Mountain
I’ve never heard of the country of Andorra. It’s tiny, situated along the southern peaks of the Pyrenees Mountains, surrounded by France on the north and east and Spain on the south and west. It’s the sixth smallest country in Europe measuring only 181 square miles–a little more than a tenth of the size of…
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Magnificent Disruption
I just wanted to go to the mountains. We’ve been in Colorado for over a month and had yet to make it to Rocky Mountain National Park. Work was hectic, deadlines were looming. Saturday dawned with the sun promising to abdicate to rain clouds. Rain wasn’t going to discourage us from going. It might make…
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It’s All About The Journey
After eight weeks of preparing for and having our conference, it’s family vacation time. We’re all ready for a break. We’ve rented a large house in Breckenridge–all 23 of us have a bed. We’ve been playing, cooking, relaxing together for a few days. While here, we needed to do what mountain people do. Hike. If…
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The Beast Of Busy, The Calm Of Rest
You know how it feels to plan for something for a long time, only to have it end quickly? You’re left blinking in the tornado of time passing. Our biannual conference in Colorado was a huge success. Which I’d hoped it would be, considering all the planning and preparation that went into it. Rather…
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Gettin’ Out Of Dodge
I first heard the phrase from my Dad. “Let’s get out of Dodge.” We’d be leaving for summer vacation, and I had no idea what he meant. I’d never been to Dodge, much less lived there. We didn’t own one. We drove a Chevy. But each summer, we’d pile in the car, and he’d…
Tip of My Iceberg 