So there our land remains, which is good in one way, land should remain where it has always been, pretty much untouched for over 20 years. We never seemed to get round to building or having built that dream log cabin although we’ve spent a fair amount of time since looking at plans for cabins and buying log cabin building magazines and books, but nothing actually happened to the dream it just sat there behind the back burner.
There are some signs of hope, small ones, mainly in the form of the next generation, number one son is keen to get involved as is who we hope will shortly be number one son in law, but with my daughter you never know. Anyway it gives me some pleasure to hear them discuss the land. Number one son has seen it, prospective number one son in law and my daughter have not. Maybe when I look more carefully into flying with dogs and find it feasible we might all meet up on the land and dream jointly. The pups will probably love it that’s assuming there aren’t any rattlesnakes at that altitude – 7,000’. That would be a bad match. And, in the information we keep receiving from the resident’s association, it states that dogs should be on a leash so that wouldn’t suit them either. And while we’re on the realistic side of the dream, it’s clear from the minutes of residents’ meetings that we receive that this place isn’t really nirvana, as no place is we have found in our travels, there’s always a catch. They had to call the sheriff to a recent meeting because one of the residents who hadn’t paid his dues was threatening to get violent. So the dream does have its potential downside. It remains for us a dream as yet unrealised, but we keep chipping away at it, who knows, one day… Oh, and by the way, I’ve set one of the photos of the land (having looked at our photos for this post), as my screensaver. A small step but it might help.
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I love the Colorado mountains. Our parents took us (sisters and me) on a road trip when we were all under 12 and we had such a great time that to this day, over fifty years later, I remember Colorado as a magical place.