It’s a chilly October night containing spirits and mischief at every turn.

The towns rebuild; roads reopen; life shows glimmers of promise where the floods ravaged so many.

The leaves drift off the trees, just waiting for Chi and I to kick through them — which we do with great delight with every chance we get.

Chi is very happy, and the fur grows back over the little patch on his butt. The fur grows in every direction, just as you’d expect a pug’s hair to grow since pugs don’t have much of a sense of direction!

Even though nature begins to wind itself down for the winter, it’s a new beginning for many in Colorado… and for Chi.


Photo of Chi by Matt Archuleta.