Not so exciting. In fact, the view is rather bleak. Kinda like how my sense of creativity felt at the time. There's stuff there, but I don't want to look very closely at it--I mean, why bother. Yeah, that's pretty bleak for a mind usually over-filled with ideas and creative thoughts.
Sue had gotten a deal for the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park. So that was our home for a couple of days. This is a basic view from our window. I've got some 'close-up' shots I'll share later where you can see the snow still gracing the dips and swells of slopes in Rocky Mountain National Park.
|From the second floor of the Stanley Hotel in Estes Park|
|Hot Springs, South Dakota|
But like my ideas and my need to write, the view is almost within reach.
So now I'm home again and the views from my windows are the same as they ever were. However, the trip stimulated the writer I'd allowed to become lazy (never mind all the excuses--that's all they are and not to become reality). Are those common views really so common? Nope. The creative eye has returned. Hmm, maybe my new contacts have something to do with that too.
How has getting away renewed your spirit?