Wednesday, August 15, 2012

The Aspen Cove


When we set out to find our acre of aspens, we never intended it to be any more than a place to run away to and camp. This plot of land we found had everything. Aspen trees, hoodoos and boulders, sagebrush, tundra type ground cover with dainty flowers of lavender and yellow. Eight Ponderosa pines,  a couple of fir trees, high elevation, fresh air, and close proximity to our  home in Wyoming. The best part about coming here are the visiting wildlife. Moose for one. Although I haven't laid eyes on her yet, I know she's been poking around my yard. They like aspen leaves and bark. There's evidence of broken branches. But, I don't mind, for I adore moose. Because of all the rocks surrounding the cove, there are marmots. They make funny whistling sounds. Another name for them are Whistle pigs. I've seen cottontails and plenty of curious chipmunks. Well, friendly might be a better word, as I've taken up feeding them raw almonds. Someone said they saw a bobcat around there in the spring. I hope that's true. Ravens are plenty, announcing their presence as they play above us in the sky. And just yesterday morning we heard the call of an owl. 



So, yes. We wanted to pitch a tent and camp on our own private spot. Our spot came with a vintage Royal Spartanette trailer. I was hesitant. I didn't WANT to live in a trailer. I LIKE my canvas teepee and sleeping on the ground, and wondering what that noise was, what snapped that branch nearby. I like lying on my back with my head poking out of the tent, staring up at the sky and counting the stars late at night. I know, i know. I can still pitch the tent, regardless . And, if we have company, then that's just what I'll do.

Okay, having the trailer is convenient. A shiny silver shelter from the storm. It's in very good shape, and inside it's all blonde wood. It's so darn cozy. I have to admit, it's been nice to duck into when the afternoon rain showers pass by.

We're still roughing it. There is no electricity or running water. It's a sweet shelter, our home away from home. I'm becoming more attached to the "Silver Bullet" every time I go there. 
In the near future, we plan to replace the trailer with a yurt, but for now, I'm so thankful for what unexpectedly came with the animals and aspens.
















4 comments:

  1. My goodness you are in heaven....I love aspen, would have to rank amongst my favorites...never forget the golden aspen while I lived in Colorado...that real gold that no gold can match...brought those images to my mind. Also, I love that silver bullet, don't mind its comfort at all, love the wooden interiors... enjoy the sun and sounds and the smells and the sights for us all : )

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    1. Little jeansy, in the Fall, I will share with you the real Colorado gold you know so well. That's the best part of the aspen! Yes. Thank you for stopping by.

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  2. Oh wow! Thanks for sharing! That must be a slice heaven. The Silver Bullet is soooo inviting and cozy. Enjoy the stars and all the footed and and winged creatures, Lynn.

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    1. Thanks San. The last time I went there, a serene Doe was lounging around the property. That itself is an omen to me. PS we get afternoon rain here. Unlike my prairie in WY! You'd love it!

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