Voices of the Valley

What does "Splendor" mean to you?

We asked three Vail Valley locals what Splendor means to them — here’s what they shared: 


michelle annMichelle Ann

Owner of Shine Intuitive Beauty in Edwards

When I think of the word “splendor,” I am reminded of the feeling I get when I experience something beautiful — a radiant sunset, my favorite walk by the river at dawn or exploring the vastness of our mountains, no matter the season. Splendor truly is all around us living in the Vail Valley; all we have to do is step outside, take a deep breath and observe. It’s what drew me here from Denver over a decade ago, and what has grounded me here, helping me nurture roots in this cherished home. We are so fortunate to live in such a place where natural wonders and beauty abound, where we can revel in winter’s playground or soak up every last minute of sunshine in summer’s warmth. For me, splendor lies in the beauty of life’s everyday moments and the joy we find by simply being.


Armando Araiza

Founder of Elevated Engravings in Vail Armando Araiza

In the heart of Vail, surrounded by majestic mountains and vibrant community, “splendor,” for me, isn’t just a word, it’s a guiding light. It’s the art of
finding beauty in every experience, the good and the bad. From bluebird powder days to the occasional long lift lines. It’s learning to ski in powder, extracting lessons from each twist and turn, and emerging stronger, wiser and more appreciative of your stance, flow and the mountain. It’s cherishing the fleeting joys, the quiet moments of connection, the resilience of the human spirit and the unwavering beauty of our community, even when faced with adversity.


Celynn McClarrinon

Licensed Social Worker + Certified Grief Recovery Specialist in Avon

“Butterflies don’t know their wings’ colors, but others see their splendor,” is a quote written by Mohith Agadi. A butterfly’s patterns and colors help them navigate the world. They use their colors to communicate and interact with each other. As I observe butterflies in my garden, I sense their magnificence. To me, splendor can take your breath away. Much like the butterflies, the mountain ranges in our valley have me holding my breath in the awe of their majesty. From the Two Elk Restaurant on Vail Mountain, I am at eye level with the Gore Range and it shares its beauty. As a social worker, I see splendor in working with my grief clients. After a few sessions of sharing their thoughts and feelings, a griever often expresses relief from their pain. I feel moved by their courage. Like a butterfly, a griever might not know what their colors are but others do see their splendor. It is an honor for me to listen to a griever’s heart. Many times, I am in awe of their beauty.