When I think of Colorado, I think of mountains and snow and fall colors mixing. Yet as I browse through my photos, I remember an unexpected marvel.
First, it was a gas station. The USA was apparently born for cars, and it pampers its drivers with beauty when they stop by to feed their vehicles. Truth be told, I am unsure about all US gas stations, yet northern Colorado is a recommended area if you don’t mind telling the world you took a trip to admire a gas station.
With mountains in the background and trees all around, you’d think the station itself won’t be a big deal. Then it throws that beautiful red color your way, and makes the world an even prettier place.
Bikers get some gas for their motorcycles under enormous clouds. Hard not to love these clouds.
The station’s walls lean against the backdrop of nature. I counted at eight to ten shades of color in this photo. How many can you count?
We move forward to grab a bite to eat, yet it takes me time to go inside the restaurant – the parking lot is so pretty, I cannot stop photographing.
I saw beautiful parking lots in New Zealand, yet that doesn’t stop the awe. Yellow trees, green trees, big mountains and those impressive clouds are located everywhere I look.
They join forces with red leaves of trees available all around.
Can so much beauty be real?
Apparently so. Apparently so.
I am a very fortunate woman.
Have you ever admired a gas station or a parking lot? Where?