CO High Plains
This photograph could have been taken in Eastern New Mexico where I grew up. Instead, it's in my current neighborhood. I ask myself once again, how did this happen? Some times I really mean it and other times I laugh about it.
Last night we attended a birthday party for my sister. It was located on the other side of Denver and the scenery is vastly different. Lots of pine trees, hills, etc. While it was beautiful I told the Roping Dummy I preferred our side of the state and it's flat land with the grown tree here and there.
I didn't really appreciate the high plains of my childhood. I was too busy wanting to leave. But I really appreciate my surroundings now. Some times when I'm riding on the back road from the Sonic, drinking a cherry limeade with the windows rolled down and the Colorado Boy beside me, I think of a happy moment from my youth.
Now to be honest, if someone gave me a little house on Catalina Island, I wouldn't think twice and I'd haul all of us back to CA. But for now, we will ride down the back road and drink our cherry limeades.