All roads eventually lead to my primal pain, not for the purpose of causing me more misery, but for the opportunity to heal it. My husband and I spent five days in a family shared condo in Aspen for his brother’s wedding. Of those five days, I became emotional, for some reason or another, nearly […]
Woman on a cell phone: “So why’d you decide to get a BMW?” Man on a cell phone: “You wouldn’t want to live with me. I’d rather have you not.” CD playing at the toy store we were visiting just after being at the John Denver Sanctuary: John Denver singing “All Aboard,” train songs for […]
1. I shed a few tears of happiness at the weekend Aspen wedding I attended. 2. The next day I shed a few more for a different reason at the John Denver Sanctuary, a memorial tribute to the Colorado musician that sits by the Roaring Fork River and is made up of a variety of […]
Colleen to Joe: The thing I love about the tallest mountains is that they just stand there. No one can build anything on them. Being above the tree line at 12,000 feet above sea level on top of Independence Pass in Colorado is the highest I’ve ever been. I would have thought I was on […]
We fell asleep to the sound of a rushing river and woke to the majesty of the white Chalk Cliffs. They were shrouded in a sort of “Lord of the Rings” band of fog that the bright morning sun was lasering its way through. Most of Colorado is country, the way my hometown of Floyd […]
The Rockies are to Switzerland what the Appalachians are to Ireland… We spent the night near Colorado Springs at my husband’s childhood friend’s home. Across the sage-brushed flat terrain, we saw antelope grazing out the back door, and at night we heard coyotes howling. The rabbits, as common as squirrels are at home, didn’t seem […]
Hold on to your hat! We’re in Kansas where the wind whips across the prairie and with one good tornado you can end up in Oz. Highway 70 West: We’re listening to “1000 Faces of the Hero” by Joseph Campbell on the tape player, read at a fast and hypnotic pace, as the calm sea […]
Photo: Colleen blogging on her laptop at a truck stop under a shawl to avoid screen glare. We woke up in Kentucky at the nearly filled “Outback RV Park,” an island of RVs surrounded by a mote of dark water, where a pig roast was to be held later in the day. Under […]
