When I was a little girl, my parents brought me and my brother and my grandmother and grandfather to Colorado Springs for the first time.
Ever since I wanted to live here. The motel with a little kitchenette and a front door and back door right into the side of a mountain amazed me. As a matter of fact, I may of thought we could move here then.
The tall pine trees, the clusters of aspen, and the mountains kissing the sky call to me. It’s majesty is awe-inspiring.
While it’s never like the first time through the eyes of a much younger self, I try to repeat the experience often and get myself to Colorado. This time, Keck is in tow.<3