I had great plans to capture every moment of our move across the country, from wonderful images of the Mississippi to the fields of Texas to all the wonder of New Mexico. But, what is it they say about the ‘best laid plans?’
I’ve woken up to the warm Colorado sunshine for the past few mornings. I’ve wandered among the cedars and shared a beer with friends not seen in months, but as of yet, no cutthroat. Ah, well, those days will come.
It’s a bizarre thing to see your whole world reduced to a few measly boxes and even more stunning to see your whole business fit in the back of a little Subaru. It’s a reminder that things are just that, things. The important stuff will make it and the rest will move on to someone else. That being said, I wouldn’t trade any of those things for this view I get to see every day.
I haven’t yet determined if I’m a “westerner” yet or if I’ll ever be. Perhaps I’ll always be an East Coaster who’s just lucky enough to be in the heart of these mountains and more importantly embraced by the people. I hope that this joy and sense of gratitude never get lost in the years I plan to spend here, but I wake up every morning to the same awe and wonder I felt the first time I visited this place.
So, here’s to new beginnings and new adventures, new friends and new fish and never loosing site of the “newness” of it all.
And, to more blog posts and photographs and rod bags!
Colorado, thanks for having us!