That's the scene from my parents' back porch, and it's not a normal one in Colorado in July. Over the last decade plus, it's generally been pretty dry here, but this year it's rain, rain, rain and as a result the place is lousy with hues of emerald more frequently associated with Dublin than with Denver.
I've done absolutely nothing other than hang out with the family, read, and drink beer over the past couple days and that's how I like it. Weather's great, wish you were here, and I've got more than a week to go in town. The stress has just melted away.