The boys and I spent part of our holiday weekend in the mountains.We tramped through the forest...
and found a cave with a fire ring.
Seth built a fire, we cooked some food...
and a good time was had by all.
But that's not what this post is about...
The Colorado mountains are always beautiful, but yesterday they seemed a little more beautiful than usual.
I was taking pictures through the window as we drove along...
when suddenly I noticed a field filled with horses. Seth asked if I wanted him to stop the car so I could get a better shot. I told him that wasn't necessary, but I would like that.He pulled to the side of the road, and I took several pictures.
Then Ryan pointed out that we'd missed the best view while we were discussing whether or not we should stop the car. Seth offered to make a u-turn and go back to the that first spot. I told him that wasn't necessary, but I would love that.
We went back, I took my pictures and we headed out again.
Ten minutes later, I saw another horse.
Seth asked, I answered and the car stopped again.
Each time, Seth seemed surprised that I wanted to stop.
Silly man. After twenty years he should know that given the choice, I always brake for horses!