Wednesday, March 28, 2012

Aspen enigmatic






A visit to Aspen, my first, was characterized by a riot of color and not only in the famous and fabulous landscape. The weekly market offered its own kaleidoscope, set against a canvas of hard blue sky and the tarmac of a few closed inner-city streets. From tricked-out fixed-gear bikes to airburst popcorn and organic tomatoes, it was a nifty agglomeration of the practical and fun. My favorite, however, was the saleslady from the Epicurean Honey Co., who was impeccably turned out, as if she'd just returned from the Kentucky Derby or Melbourne Cup. The demure tilt of her hatted head wasn't shyness, she was - naturally - focusing on sending a text.