Today we began a new fall tradition – Sunday afternoon family bike rides.
At ten years old, the twins enjoy bike riding. It’s non competitive (barring the occasional “go faster slowpoke” comment) and they can go at their own pace. We rode our favorite trail today – an eleven-mile stretch of the Highline Canal, through Cherry Hills and Greenwood Village (south of Denver for those of you not from Colorado). It was one of those spectacular early autumn days; the air was crisp with a faint breeze, and the sun, steady and glistening. The leaves are just beginning to become more golden, lighting the landscape in a warm wash of color. This is a particularly scenic route we rode with open fields, wood bridges, horses, stately homes and snow-peaked mountains in the distance.
I love Colorado. I love this place.
And I love spending an afternoon outdoors with my family when everyone is happy because everybody feels fulfilled. We all benefit from the exercise and scenery and from being together in a calm setting, away from the pull of electronics and technology, cooking, bills, and soiled laundry. Here we can just “be.”
Soulful Sundays. It feels so right.