Thursday, May 26, 2011


The trip down to the San Luis Valley this past weekend has been firing my imagination in all kinds of ways. It has this almost magical quality, almost like going back in time. One minute you're in Main Street USA in the 1950s, the next you're in the Old West with the cavalry fighting the Indians, then in other places, you're in a wild pre-human world, nothing but prairie and sky and cloud-splitting mountains off in the distance.

I can see why people come here.
Looking down from above, it's a splotch of green sandwiched between the southern tip of the Rockies and the Sangre De Cristo Mountains, snow covered peaks that seemingly jut from nowhere in the east. Somewhere down there is the Great Sand Dunes, but mostly its farms. Alfafa farms, cattle ranches, lettuce farms, potato farms, barley farms, even an alligator farm, not to mention one hell of a solar farm.

It's a unique place, that's for sure.


KickinAssTakingNames said...
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KickinAssTakingNames said...

I didn't realize I'd been away for so long, but you've been doing some traveling since I was here last! Good for you.

I, on the other hand, have been gone dealing with goddamn computer viruses and some shit. Hopefully all will be well very soon. The wireless thingy on this work laptop is mutherfuckinslow.