David and I went to a summer balloon festival, which was part of a local town fair that lasted all weekend. Most mornings we often see hot air balloons soaring over the distant farms. A few come pretty close to our neighborhood, at times even flying directly over our house! We were excited about this event because more than 35 balloons were expected to launch.
We found an open field on a hill that gave us a great vantage point of the golf course where the balloons were expected to take flight. One by one they slowly drifted up in the air. Soon the brightly colored balloons filled the sky, and looked as though they were hovering directly over the sun-drenched Rocky Mountains.