The road kill here is different.

Raccoons, skunks, deer, praire dogs.

I'm used to seeing mongoose, minah birds and kitty cats.

Random Thoughts: 

You burn calories in Colorado just by being alive. You will never win in the fight with the elements; God is on their side. Snow, freezing, ice, altitude. Rain, wind, fire, bears. 

Somebody wants to give us a horse. I'm used to getting hand lotions and gift cards. A horse? The owner might be moving. This horse is nice but bucks and nobody wants to ride her. She'd be a good pet, nibbling the grass, a stark black, muscled body ubiquitous in the field.  As long as we didn't try and ride her we could feed her carrots and apples and sugar cubes and hay and add that to our list of things we care about:

Grown children & dogs. Parents and siblings. Friends, old and new. The homeless that line every town now, hooked on meth, holding signs asking for money [not jobs]. I saw these vagabond ghosts from Hawaii, waiting to be saved, waiting for somebody to make a difference in their lives. I don't know if it will be me.

I'm going Church shopping each Sunday. I'm skipping the Catholic church and the Lutheran church and the Methodist church. Big Yawn. Since we all have about 5 minutes left on planet earth, I'm not going to spend it singing ancient hymms and listening to listless sermons. I want Love & God & Miracles. And by God, I'll find a church that delivers. [I found one in Hawaii but couldn't take it with me.] [Actually they do their services on-line so I could just watch it live every Sunday.]

Abundance, Prosperity, Healing. These are the things we are promised to us as the children of God. We just have to remind our Maker sometimes, prove that we've been listening. I don't want a third person in the relationship between me and the universe. But I'd love the help of somebody who can connect us up, like a cosmic date. 

And so: The hippie co-op is a mile down the road from us. Reminds me of the Santa Cruz co-op I belonged to 25 years ago. Patchouli oil and dreadlocks and anorexic men caressing organic green peppers. I find out the good news that they will have a Farmers Market there every Sunday this summer starting this weekend. How convenient is that?!

 We have the only brewery in the county; wineries surround us. The summer months are full of fermented grape and barley and hops and organic peaches. Joe Cocker lives around here and will be giving a concert soon. Old rockers never die. They just give concerts in the local parks after taking their blood pressure and high cholesterol medication.

I wouldn't be surprised to see Mick Jagger wander through one day.

These are random thoughts as my body and mind try to adjust to a new geographical location. I have a head cold. I'm getting sunburned by accident. I need to buy a vehicle.

We have eagles here. Bald & Golden. They swoop down on the river for food and bring it back to the babies.

Okay. I surrender.