Words can't describe, so I'll let some pictures do the talking. I'll be back. I can't imagine this being the last ten days I spend in the most beautiful country I've ever seen. In the borrowed words of John Denver Almost heaven, Colorado, Rocky Mountains, Colorado River. Life is old there, older than the trees, Younger than the mountains, growin' like a breeze. Country Roads, take me home, To the place I belong: West Virginia, mountain momma, Take me home, country roads. All my mem'ries, gather 'round her, Miner's lady, stranger to blue water. Dark and dusty, painted on the sky, Misty taste of moonshine, teardrop in my eye. Country Roads, take me home, To the place I belong: Colorado, mountain momma, Take me home, country roads. I hear her voice, in the mornin' hours she
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