Camp Laughing J
Last year, my husband and I bought 9 acres outside of Buena Vista, Colorado. It is here that we live with our sweet toy Aussie, Mica Moondog. The Piñon Jays are plentiful here, and when they communicate, it sounds like laughing to me. Not sweet like a baby laughing but a funny kind of heckling laugh.
Our place is a special one as we hope to make it our forever home. My husband is busy building his shop so that we can make many wonderful things, many of which will be posted here. We also will have our trials and errors posted with the bunkhouse and the greenhouse we will start in the spring.
It is a gathering place for the grandkids, and other family and because we did a downsize, we are now building a tiny house to serve as bunkhouse when the kids come. Our Houston kids built a fabulous fire pit this year, where we roasted marshmallows in the rain. They were here while they poured the concrete which was especially fascinating to Big B, our grandson, went fishing, played in puddles, found arrowheads and painted Grandpas toenails bright pink. Mine too, although that wasn't as remarkable. It was a wonderful time, and we all have teeshirts, and Tom and I have mugs, being we are Camp Directors and all.
I highly recommend "naming" your forever home, especially in a time when our world seems so disjointed and busy. It gives us grounding, a place to be together, to laugh and to forget about the parts of the the world we don't want to think about. We look forward to our Denver daughter, the Montana kids and the Austin kids visiting sometime, to place their mark here, and to laugh and play, like the jays.
