The Strangest Things Remind Me of My Southern Colorado Upbringing
I recently went back to my hometown and found myself sniffing trees, kicking dirt, touching rocks and then, removing a cactus from my running shoe.
I grew up outside of Bayfield, Colorado, right on the border of New Mexico about 30 miles from Durango. I was surrounded by small towns and Indian reservations. I've been living in Fort Collins for 16 years. My parents no longer live on the 20 acres I grew up exploring. So, when I returned to the area, staying at a house that was also out in the middle of nowhere, I had to explore the nature of my childhood. Pinon and cedar trees, sagebrush, loose dirt, rocks with character, skulls and cactus. I actually put my nose against a tree a took a deep breath. Our senses are transportation devices. I clearly needed to be reminded of these things.