glad to be home

Well, I must admit that our little jaunt to Denver has completely reaffirmed our decision to move to a smaller town. Although we initially were drawn here by the lack of traffic congestion, lower cost of living, and numerous types of creative small business opportunity, living here has also granted us the chance to start over again with a new style of living. Granted, we could still be living simply in Colorado, but it wouldn't be as easy on us or our children. After only one week in Denver, my children were getting accustomed to the television, fast food, and manicured lawns of the burbs. It's hard to avoid when it is *everywhere*.

Not that there is anything wrong with manicured lawns or suburbia, provided that you have the energy, inspiration, and expense required to maintain it. Personally, I couldn't stand it. Outward appearance doesn't always equate to inner enjoyment, as my weekly lawn-cutting outings proved. I also found it ridiculous to try and re-climatize what is essentially a desert or grassy plain with water-thirsty lawns. If the city of Denver quit watering their lawns for a week or two, they would go dormant or dead. Talk about trying to fit a square peg into a round hole...

So yes, it is good to be home - back in small town America, where things move slower and we adjust to the seasons, instead of trying to adjust the seasons themselves.