Mike and I had an interesting conversation yesterday about retirement. I was talking about how strange, but wonderful it is living here in the southern Colorado foothills, when I said, “This was really your dream, but I love it!” So he turned to me and asked, “What was your dream?” I was totally stumped.
So I asked him when he started thinking about it. He said he began dreaming about it in childhood. That was when he first imagined having a tremendous view in a rural mountainous area. The man has always had so much more vision than myself.


While I’m talking about songs that are new to me since we headed south to retire, have you heard this marvelous song by Wynonna Judd yet?
This is the first time in my entire life that I have felt truly free, and why not with a view like this out of my picture window?
It admit, it has taken me longer than I ever expected to adjust to life in and then outside of small town USA, but now I cannot even imagine going back to suburbia with all of that noise, pollution, traffic and high anxiety.
That’s where the incredible beauty of this place comes in. Check out our sunset last night over the Spanish Peaks, a real attention-grabber!
Every time I look outside I am AMAZED at where I live.
We finally have a day when we feel we can relax a bit, after moving in here last Wednesday. We are beat, and that includes Rasta on Mike’s lap!
There is still stuff stacked everywhere, but we are making progress, and also discovering some cool stuff we haven’t seen in over a year!
We are finding it strange that we have hundreds of sunflowers growing right around our new home, while they are not nearly as common in this area.
We’ve decided to take it as a sign of favor from the great spirit… why not?