I've been absorbing Colorado flora for three growing seasons so far. My happy place is ass in the dirt and key in hand, in sagebrush and pinyon/juniper.

"In the first place you can't see anything from a car; you've got to get out of the goddamned contraption and walk, better yet crawl, on hands and knees, over the sandstone and through the thornbush and cactus. When traces of blood begin to mark your trail you'll begin to see something, maybe. Probably not." -Edward Abbey