rudimentry foregrounds.

Greeley, known to most as windy, warmer in the Summer and colder in the Winter. A jumping point and curve of learning is what it's not usually associated with. I find myself amassed with lush green surroundings, an overcast celling of tonal grays and a severe weather watch until 6:45pm. It instills a certain love of not being inside, locked in and only seeing things from your boxed window. Living outside the boxed window, for myself, has a great pull of calm and a transient verve. There is something about dirt and the smell of tree sap, the turn of earth beneath your foot and the umbrella of greater sciences above. A complex of simplicity in the single idea most consider for foreign or take as granted.



That granted idea is a shame. What it should be is a foundered respect and awe for the natural hazards and awesome power of Mother Nature. We are spoiled and blessed with the option of never having to fully experience the harshness and beauty of her. Living life upon the filthy blacktop of disparage in the concrete maze of man made civility. I wish everyone could fly as free as winged birds and dream as big a Everest in their own influences.



Go play, get dirty and taste the thrill of adventure and unplanned, off the cusp glory.



Al.