DEEP shade

A July morning, a mile high, I'm mincing in and out of cottonwood shadows, alongside a gurgling Highline Canal. The sun plays a sneaky game of tag with me... "You're IT. " Except I am trying my darndest to hide behind a clump of inky green shade. "NOT IT!!"

I'm rather fond of shade, you see. It's July, remember? Yet still, there's something to be said for a little dab of both: sun-soaked sidewalks slow dancing with a handsome wood.

Not at all the same... without the other!