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Janet Day: Frisco stole my idea

Beetle Wars. Summit County stole my idea! That area celebrated the Frisco Beetle Fest last weekend, complete with a Beatles cover band, costume contests, bug races, education and information booths, food and drink and fun. That doesn’t mean we can’t move forward with our own Pine Beetle Days, and do it better, but it would have been nice to do it first.They’re so much more organized and pro-active over there, and I don’t know why. Summit County has the same resort-community issues we do, has built up to the point of repugnant and has an interstate highway as its defining feature, but that county has towns that cooperate and support each other, forward-thinking governments and a very active community base. They’re united where Grand County is divided and becoming more so. Government decisions here are often made in private, policies are changed frequently and our resident base seems to just like to argue. Everyone has become angry and miserable, which is a shame when there’s such a need to work together on big issues like managing growth, and small ones like celebrations, whether for military veterans or a nasty little bug.Color Time? It’s late September and the aspen trees are just now turning to gold. Some are going right to brown. What’s going on? My guess is the abundance of moisture this summer and, an August and early September snowfall notwithstanding, the lack of a really hard frost. I’m sure someone who knows better will correct me, but whatever the reason, it’s awfully late in the Fall for leaf peeping.The willows and low-lying bushes are finally turning yellow, and there’s a little red or orange peeking through the ground cover here and there. But the aspen have been hanging onto their green, even as baffled road-tripping, color-seeking tourists drive up and down the countryside looking for something to photograph.Speaking of color, did anyone else notice the hue of the hillsides as the full moon descended behind Byers Peak early last week? With the moon to the west and the sun starting to climb in the east around 6:30 a.m., the peaks to our west lit up in bright purple. The angle of the sun bouncing off the brown and red of dead pine trees created a dramatic purple color. I wonder if dead trees were what Katharine Lee Bates was looking at on Pikes Peak in 1893 when she wrote about purple mountain magesties in the song, America the Beautiful.I love the sunrises this time of year when the morning skies to the east are so red that it seems he Denver area is on fire.Horsin’ Around. I grew up with horses. I fed them, trained them, bought them, sold them, showed them and spent far too much time cleaning out their stalls. One fell onto me and put me in a back brace for a long time. Another bit my clavicle so hard it fractured. An unpleasant little pony broke my nose. If I still had horses for business, pleasure or recreation, I’d probably greatly benefit from what sounds like a fun weekend at Devil’s Thumb Ranch, Oct. 3 and 4. The Joe Wolter Horsemanship & Versatility Clinic focuses on exercises riders can do with horses to get them to be more responsive, ways to correct bad behavior, building the horse-human partnership and more. The clinic is open to experienced riders age 16 and older. For more details, go to http://www.devilsthumbranch.com. Keep in Touch: What’s got your attention around the area? Let me know. I’ll try to find the answer or spread the news. Send it all to JDayQuilts@msn.com.

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