When weekend approaches, I always look forward to Sunday morning to scape from every day busy life (Dasht haayee che faraakh/ Kooh- haayee che boland). This past Sunday was not an exception. But it started snowy and cold and dissappointing. Till it was noon. Then the Sun came out generously and as soon as I had my lunch I was behind the wheels and driving 50 Miles to West Cliff. A tiny West Colorado City at the end of Colorado 96. And there was these magnificient snowy Rocky landscapes. Sparkling fresh white snow, dazzling sun, deep blue sky and fantastic clowd formings. 
