Sarah, I always enjoy your writing even though I am not a runner. I feel blessed to have spent a summer in Telluride in the 70's before so many changes. When the campers were off on trips we were able to see a lot of the territory. I was able to read your grandfather's autobiography with an improved awareness of
the area. I appreciate your efforts to save the area from excessive development, your family of the past would be proud once they got over the shock. My best wishes in your efforts to maintain the quality of mountain life.
The photographs of the elks is so beautiful, and I am so sorry to hear of the distress that the planning proposals are giving you. We have been through so much over the last few years and the cumulative effect does hit us all. Additionally you have this to deal with, I too, over the last year or so, have had to try and focus on the small things that make us happy and I know this can be hard in the face of diversity. All you can do is your best, and I can see that you are doing that. And then do, appreciate, all the little things that our lives have to offer. And when we look we see so much. Take heart, and enjoy your beans and cheese!! Dawn
Beautiful piece, Sarah. I’m so sorry about what is happening near your home place. The housing crisis has become so acute that zoning is being shaken up in so many communities, including ours. I think often of Elizabeth Bishop’s poem, “The Art of Losing.”
Unraveling to the change around you is such a poignant message. We once lived in a great place untill bulldozers and planners came and developed an area 2 feet from our bedroom wall. It was hell for 2 years and we moved. It wasn't the same thereafter. Despite lawyers and neighbor's involvement nothing stopped the development. Needless to say, it was a very helpless feeling and I feel your pain.
Oh, my heart aches with sorrow and joy for you. Joy for the beautiful childhood memories and sorrow for the pain you’re feeling as you live with the knowledge that the wild landscape around you will be irrevocably altered in the new housing development. I’m living with a similar housing scenario in the small mountain valley of Eden, Utah.
How does one hold the heartbreaking reality of rural areas becoming more urban? I don’t know however I do know that your posts make me feel less lonely and sad. Thank you for your heartfelt words.
Developers seem to have the upper hand in this valley. I can’t help but wonder when “enough is enough” for them and they’ll stop carving up the land.
A hopeful and positive counterbalance is the Ogden Valley Land Trust. Perhaps such an organization or the Nature Conservancy in Telluride could begin to buy parcels of land with the goal of land preservation for migrating birds, elk, moose, and other critters.
In my dreams I visual a wealthy person who would buy land to keep wild for perpetuity. I’m sure such folks do exist but I don’t know how the average Joe would go about finding and then making such a connection.
Sarah, I always enjoy your writing even though I am not a runner. I feel blessed to have spent a summer in Telluride in the 70's before so many changes. When the campers were off on trips we were able to see a lot of the territory. I was able to read your grandfather's autobiography with an improved awareness of
the area. I appreciate your efforts to save the area from excessive development, your family of the past would be proud once they got over the shock. My best wishes in your efforts to maintain the quality of mountain life.
Thank you Carole, and thank you so much for your paid subscription too! I remember those fun summers with Michelle at the Skyline ranch.
Absolutely heartbreaking. I’m so sorry you are dealing with this tough situation.
The photographs of the elks is so beautiful, and I am so sorry to hear of the distress that the planning proposals are giving you. We have been through so much over the last few years and the cumulative effect does hit us all. Additionally you have this to deal with, I too, over the last year or so, have had to try and focus on the small things that make us happy and I know this can be hard in the face of diversity. All you can do is your best, and I can see that you are doing that. And then do, appreciate, all the little things that our lives have to offer. And when we look we see so much. Take heart, and enjoy your beans and cheese!! Dawn
Thank Dawn!
Beautiful piece, Sarah. I’m so sorry about what is happening near your home place. The housing crisis has become so acute that zoning is being shaken up in so many communities, including ours. I think often of Elizabeth Bishop’s poem, “The Art of Losing.”
Nothing can stop them. I'm so sorry and understand your Big Worries. It's awful but nothing can stop them.
Unraveling to the change around you is such a poignant message. We once lived in a great place untill bulldozers and planners came and developed an area 2 feet from our bedroom wall. It was hell for 2 years and we moved. It wasn't the same thereafter. Despite lawyers and neighbor's involvement nothing stopped the development. Needless to say, it was a very helpless feeling and I feel your pain.
A beautiful writing, Sarah. I feel it on so many levels.
Oh, my heart aches with sorrow and joy for you. Joy for the beautiful childhood memories and sorrow for the pain you’re feeling as you live with the knowledge that the wild landscape around you will be irrevocably altered in the new housing development. I’m living with a similar housing scenario in the small mountain valley of Eden, Utah.
How does one hold the heartbreaking reality of rural areas becoming more urban? I don’t know however I do know that your posts make me feel less lonely and sad. Thank you for your heartfelt words.
thank you for reading & relating!
Developers seem to have the upper hand in this valley. I can’t help but wonder when “enough is enough” for them and they’ll stop carving up the land.
A hopeful and positive counterbalance is the Ogden Valley Land Trust. Perhaps such an organization or the Nature Conservancy in Telluride could begin to buy parcels of land with the goal of land preservation for migrating birds, elk, moose, and other critters.
In my dreams I visual a wealthy person who would buy land to keep wild for perpetuity. I’m sure such folks do exist but I don’t know how the average Joe would go about finding and then making such a connection.