Well, Q's surgery is at the crack of dawn tomorrow, so yesterday we decided to soak up as much sun and fresh air and wilderness as we could in preparation for a few weeks of lockdown.
We headed up to St. Mary's glacier on an unusually hot August day to escape the Denver heat.
Mike decided to toss poor Frank in the chilly glacial runoff.
There's nothing quite as delicious as being high in the mountains on a hot summer's day.
Snowboarders descending from the glacier.
Q collecting wildflowers.
Topping out at the glacial lake.
It takes a strong man to drink from a pink canteen.
Tossing balls for Mathilda, who doesn't mind braving the icy water.
Q doing a little meditation in the shade ;)