I am sitting in the beautiful city of Colorado Springs at the moment. Out the window of the home I am staying at, I see the mountains dotted with rocky outcroppings, dark green evergreens, quaking aspen trees and shrouded in a light fog from the storm that moved through last night. They serve as a gorgeous and majestic backdrop to the bustling of the city below and whisper the promise of peaceful hikes, camping and displays of nature that you can only get in this type of climate.
I love it.
Perhaps it is a result of spending my childhood in the mountains of Colorado, but the mountains always seem more like home to me. I have fond memories of camping with my family under a canopy of evergreen trees and listening to the rustle of the wind through the boughs and the soft crunch of the needles under our feet as we walked. The rich smell of the moist earth combined with the woodsy perfume takes me instantly to a happy, peaceful place in my mind.
Just outside of town is The Garden of the Gods, which I have not been to yet, but just the view I have had from a distance promises it will be a lovely place to explore in the future. Just west of here is Cave of the Winds. The name alone makes me want to go there and explore its cool depths and find out about the winds.
The crowning glory of the mountains around here is the famous Pikes Peak. Coming in at over 14,000 feet, you can’t deny its grandeur. I vaguely remember heading up to the top as a kid – the car winding back and forth and back and forth up the road to the summit. From the top, it seems like you can see forever.
Part of the reason for being here is that it looks like the place I will be relocating to next, along with The Geezer. So far, it feels like a good place to settle down for a while and will bring me closer to my beloved mountains (and also provide me with more civilization, for I am a city girl at heart.) The more time I spend here, the more this feels like a good place to start a new adventure. I am inspired to take out my camera (which I did not bring, of course) and go hiking and camping and exploring. I am picturing frequent trips to the giant dog park with Shadow and sipping hot tea when the snow begins to fall in winter.
So what about you? Have you found a place where you feel like you are home? What about it do you love?