Sometimes it seems that Spring and Fall in Colorado aren’t so much their own seasons, as they are mixtures of Winter and Summer. Sunday we were riding home from Ft. Collins through sleet and hail. Monday morning the city was dusted with snow. Tuesday, on the other hand, was Summer again. And I’m getting the sense that, in Summer, there’s not going to be any shortage of photographic opportunities. I got all these shots in little more than the time it took to eat a burrito from Illegal Pete’s.
And the burrito timer in question: