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Pike National Forest, CO. 2018 • • • • #sunset #pikenationalforest #nationalforest #naturephotography #naturallight #rimby #mountainstandard #aintbad #aintbadmagazine #somewheremagazine #somewhere #dusk #canonphotography #canon #canonusa #evening #getoutthere #optoutdoors #optdoutside #coloradorockymountains #rockymountains #chasinglight #camping #campingseason #instagood #instamood #chasinglight #natgeoyourshot #natgeo
We went out today and cut down our Christmas tree in the Pike National Forest. It’s really tall (10ft) and will look beautiful decorated. 🎄 😄#christmastree #coloradotrail #pikenationalforest (at Buffalo Creek, Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/ClhuZ7QMrBD/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
The quiet here gives you time to appreciate what has been and excited for what’s to come. #coloradobeauty #naturephotography #rampartrange #pikenationalforest (at Rampart Reservoir) https://www.instagram.com/p/CU40oCnLuK0/?utm_medium=tumblr
5 LOST (part of the FIFTY series)
5 Have you ever been lost? Turned around on a trail in the mountains? Stuck in the wilderness overnight? It was 1981. I had been with my Great Grandma, Grandma & Mom camping for four days. We had bellies full of raspberries and small shiny, metal cups full of wildflowers. Great Grandma, Tilly was lying in the sun, Granny and Mom were playing cards. It was time for me to explore. I started down the ravine. I went through the stream where all the raspberries lived. I went through a grove of aspen trees. I navigated through a bunch of old, rotting logs. Suddenly, without notice, I was in a wide open meadow. Flowers, trees, bushes, bees, butterflies, everywhere butterflies. There were tall, wispy grasses throughout the meadow, middle of July grasses. The sun was high in the sky, no clouds in sight. The only sound was the quiet trickle of the stream and the incessant buzz of the bees as they moved from flower to flower. The ground was soggy from the stream, yet the air was hot and dry. The sweet smell of raspberries floated in on the warm summer breeze. Within minutes I was at the end of the open meadow heading back into the woods on the other end.
Wait. Woods? These woods? Those woods? Which way did I come in? Where is the stream? Uhhhh... All of the sudden my heart was in my throat! My mouth was dry yet the back of my neck was starting to drip with sweat, dripping down my back sweat. I glanced down to take a quick inventory: tshirt, shorts, sandals. No water bottle, no compass, no bug spray or sunscreen. I was only going out for a "little walk" after all. I had no plans of going far or for long. I took a deep breath. I immediately felt a wave of sheer PANIC fill my body, cloud my mind. I surveyed my surroundings. Every tree looked exactly the same. Every flower white or yellow, red or blue…My mind was racing. Stop. Breathe. Think.
"Mooooooooooommmmmm!" "MOM!" "Mmmmom!" "MOM!" I sat down in the middle of the meadow and cried. (I was ten.) I was scared. I was a kid lost in the forest. I had no skills to navigate my way out. I had no tools to help me find my way. I had fear and nothing more. I knew nothing about "turning fear into strength". I was ten years old! I didn’t care one ounce about "finding myself”. I just needed to find my mom. I was LOST.
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3 WILDFLOWERS (part of the FIFTY series)
3 Growing up in Colorado we were taught the name of every “fourteener”, every type of tree, every bird, land animal, fish and every wildflower… Most true Coloradoans know their mountains, at least the “fourteeners”. Most know the difference between a Blue Spruce and a Lodge Pole Pine. Everyone knows the leaf of an Aspen. Some think the Colorado State Bird is the crow (“because there are so many of them”), but most know it’s the Lark Bunting. Most can recognize the “Rocky Mountain” trout as the “Rainbow Trout”, but only few can identify the Colorado State Fish. Can you? (Answer below.) If you’re from Colorado and can’t identify the Columbine, you had better do some studying (or just don’t tell anyone).
I have spent my entire childhood searching for, researching, photographing, drawing, admiring WILDFLOWERS, Colorado alpine wildflowers. If you look, they are just about everywhere! My grandma knew the name of every single one. As a kid, I would ask her, “What’s the red, spikey one called?” “Indian Paintbrush”, she’d reply without hesitation. “What about the dainty blue one?” “ Blue Bells, of course”, she’d say. I loved that about my grandma. She knew the names of every wildflower, every evergreen tree, every deciduous tree, every mountain, every river… she even knew the names of rock outcroppings- “Elephant Rock”, “Devil’s Head”, “Bird Bath Rock”. She taught me that to have a love for nature one must have an APPRECIATION, and with that comes gratitude. You must first notice, appreciate, and then show gratitude.
I think of my Granny every time I see wildflowers, especially our Colorado State Flower, the Columbine. I stop, notice it, appreciate its unique delicate beauty, and then quietly give thanks for the Columbine… and for Granny.
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You can take every dirt road in #ColoRADo and still not see every cool thing that’s here... #springadventures #rockymountains #sanisabelnationalforest #pikenationalforest #readyforsummer (at Deckers, Colorado) https://www.instagram.com/p/CNAS6kWAqsU/?igshid=1mm229slk7n8h
I’ve gone down this trail but It’s the first time I went down to explore the rocks. This trail is only about 10min from my place, I can get there skating and it was a beautiful 45 degrees out. 🍃
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