I haven’t been feeling the need to drive up to the mountains for this year’s Colorado fall color spectacular. Perhaps the $3.60+ price at the pump contributes to my apathy toward a mountain day trip and the fact that my minivan sucks up that $3.55+ per gallon of liquid gold like it was as precious as air or something.
Doing something different, and closer to home, sounded more dynamic. More adventurous. More spontaneous. Staying closer to home for something new, different, and fun certainly sounds way better than proclaiming I don’t want to feed the mean gas pumping machine as frequently. So we took a trip to Fairmount Cemetery.