My new commute to the coffee shop (with both the strongest espresso and wifi) takes all of 15 minutes to walk. Golden is a quirky college town. There are plenty of hungry students and the yuppie business sort. But the majority are this middle ground — working middle class folk, many of whom are employed at the giant Coors brewery in the center of town. The homes on either side of the creek run up to the foothills to the west and the mesas to the east. Trailers, apartments, mega-mansions and even one tiny commune all have their place in this community.

Whether rented or owned, these properties make the community what it is. And even after this short time, I couldn’t think about living anywhere else. Every single property looks beautiful and anyone would be lucky to live in one. I just hope that every resident had the same pleasant experience as we had when we moved in. I had never known anything so straightforward. From the start to the end, it was stress-free. Like most people looking to rent a home in this day and age, our landlord wanted to conduct a tenant background check on us to ensure we would be suitable tenants. Looking over general things like rental history and criminal records (not like we had any) was just some of the things they looked into and I understood why. Thankfully, no issues arose from this and it wasn’t long before we moved in. Much like most of the other homeowners in this area I suspect. I’m so thankful to call this place home.

Over the river

There is so much to explore, and I’m surely naive to think I’ve got this town even slightly figured out. I’m enjoying being out of my car and on my bike, out of my office and instead working at my own pace. Yesterday I went dream house hunting and found two that was willing to consider selling a spare organ for. Garden space, stained glass, compost bins, big porches, tiny front yards bursting with tulips. I might as well be drooling over sports cars or a chateau in the Alps. Nonetheless, it is fun to dream.

What is the point of going through life if you can’t dream? It is what makes the world go around. And when it comes to your living situation, there is nothing better than dreaming. In my mind, I can move to any location in the world, places like Malta which are unexplored by me. Of course, in reality, I wouldn’t move without consulting at least a dozen Malta Guides, but in my dreams caution doesn’t exist. We can use our dreams as a driving force to turn this wish into a reality. I would also love to live in a house that has all the factors listed above. In fact, when I was house hunting, I could even imagine myself enjoying a cocktail in the wonderful garden, and was planning to contact somewhere like to help me move all of my belongings to this property because I fell in love with that much. Unfortunately, this is not in my immediate future as we have already started our next, exciting chapter in our lives, but as I’ve said, it doesn’t hurt to dream.


And in the meantime, I’m settling into a new routine that has very little on the calendar. A dinner with a friend here. A hike with my brother there. An ethereal amount of time to be outside, work in my friends’ garden and write. Working from home with the job I brought from Arizona is delightful. The stresses of office life have fallen away and I am worlds more efficient without a desk phone ringing or a coworker stopping in to chat. My need for a lunch hour has been reduce to eating leftovers quickly so I can play with the dogs in the yard. In fact, on days where the weather is warm, I actually work outside so that my dogs can get more time in the yard. It’s also very calming for me to be able to work outside in the fresh air and the sunshine. I have seen some outdoor privacy screens which I would like to give me some privacy when I’m working in the yard (visit the Versare website to read more), but it still works as it is. I simply make my list, complete my list and move on. It is rather refreshing.


So, friends — I hope your summer is also off to a delightful start. I hope you too are enjoying lovely weather, time to stare at the clouds and a great book. If you’ve got a dog at your feet, a local beer in your hand and a garden full of tomato seedlings — even better.