Had a lovely little hike this evening. There is a little mountain near my house with a winding, switchback trail to the top. The mountain is Bailey Mountain, and aptly looks down upon my little home town of Bailey Colorado.

The song I’m singing was impromptu, inspired by the moment. These are the words if you can’t hear it all:

If life were a dream, what dream would it be, but mine?

If the world were a painting, what colors would you see, besides all of these and the way they combine?