Links to the world beyond the vast expanses of south central Colorado meet at a common point.
Links to the world beyond the vast expanses of south central Colorado meet at a common point.
Scenes from a long fall weekend spent in the Colorado Mountains. An individual stands out amongst a seemingly infinite sea of others blanketing the forest floor.
A bicycle shop quietly waits for better days.
Initial accommodations made to adjust to the drastically altered dining out business landscape.
Not a soul in sight, my only company some of the largest snowflakes I’ve every seen.
Technically knocked out for almost a year now.
Silence and solitude envelops the once busy street as I walk through a scene mirroring a snow globe.
Scenes from a snowy evening spent wandering a deserted Colfax Avenue during the start of the Covid-19 Pandemic. Taking the form of a typical Colorado spring snowstorm, the fog besetting the past year settles in for its lengthy stay. The feelings of a nearly year old photo as tangible as if it was taken yesterday.
Man made and natural markers symbolizing the miles put in the rearview mirror.
As all to often isn’t the case, this highway has no other choice than to become part of the landscape which it transverses. Bordering the point where the hills and cliffs fade into the sea, the natural features dictate the route of its passage. The curves, hills, and single lanes force contemplation of one’s surroundings.