Tagged: Colorado
In the Cold, Cold Night
I haven’t been warm for three weeks.
My town is at the bottom of a valley, so we regularly have temperature inversions in which hot air traps cold air beneath it for long periods of time. From context clues, I have gathered that “long periods of time” means “forever, probably”.
I don’t really remember what warmth is anymore. I think the frost has spread to my brain. When I try to dredge up memories of balmy beaches or blazing car seats, I can’t picture them. I was born in the cold, I live in the cold and someday I will die in the cold. Yesterday I felt the sun on my face for the first time in days and thought it was a heat wave. Later, the local arm of the National Weather Service posted this cheery message on Facebook:
It was a heat wave. Someday we might hit temperatures as high as 33°F.
The Rocky Mountain Way: Better Than the Way We Had
I live in Colorado and I’m annoyed every single day by its beauty.
SHUT UP, MOUNTAINS, WE GET IT ALREADY. (Credit: Adam Ginsburg)
Colorado is so obnoxiously beautiful that it’s really easy to take for granted. There were deer and elk in our yard almost every day when I was growing up. I put a picture of one on Facebook as an afterthought last time I was home. When I came back an hour later, it had become the most popular picture I’ve ever posted, and that includes a hilarious photo of a bagel stuck to a tree.
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