I thought I would not stop traveling so soon. I assumed, that when I did stop, I would find a home base by the sea.
I did not expect the Rocky Mountains. I have fallen in love with them. The sea is my soul, but I wish to live here, with the mountains.
A rainstorm is coming. It is rolling in over these very mountains, casting a grey shade over them. Each ridge is echoed by another behind it. Then another and another. These mountains are endless.
I am not a football fan, but as my friend says, “The sunsets in Colorado are Broncos colors…orange and blue, tinting the sky, and sometimes roaring at it.” And she’s right.
The weather here is in constant change, forming variably at the very whim of God’s breath.
Seeing a moose in the wild was on my bucket list. He was a young male. He was grazing in a lush, mossy, green paradise. It was magical. It was a better item on my bucket list than I could have ever expected. Perhaps I will put it back on the list.
Alias likes it here as well. He loves the fresh scents outside of my apartment screen. He misses, as do I, the other three kitties who have preceded us in death. He is not certain of the new Betta, however. So far Ezra has not become a meal.
I have never seen so many bunnies as I have in Colorado. They know a good thing when they see it.
Bears do, also. There was a black bear spotted on the apartment property. He moved on with no problems.
The thunder echoes into my chest. I must leave you now and sit to stare at the coming storm.
Awesome! I love the mountains more that the shore. The mountains are more peaceful. Near here the Shore is all hustle and bustle. I love the wild life in the mountains. Someday I hope to see a moose too. I have seen black bear up close a number of times. I have seen foxes, coyotes, cougars, white tail and mule deer and a bobcat but never a moose.
Wow! How/where did you see the bear and cougar?
You will have to fly to join me wherever I happen to be. I will return to Colorado at times. You can fly down then and stay with me in the RV.