Denver International Airport last night.
I made it – not far from my home town of Pueblo where I left my kiddos with the grandparents so that I could go to the TBEX conference in Keystone. But it means that today, Saturday, I can get up at the crack of butt and be there in time for coffee and donuts.
I’m hoping that this conference works to, not only meet some of the people I’ve been interacting with online over the past two years, but also so find a way to fund and move forward on some of the projects I’ve been dreaming about.
I drove out to the Denver International Airport with a warm can of beer to try for some sunset shots of the planes. I didn’t have much luck – mainly because I could’t find a place to pull over and wait. The traffic is crazy and the feeling that I was going to be swarmed with DHS agents got to me.
I poured out the beer without taking a sip.
But I did get these shots. The sky in Denver this week is unusually orange from a giant forest fire known as the High Park Fire burning to the north-west of Denver – thus the oranges.
Lovely and sad all at once.