I recently went home to my “hometown” which is a bit of a complicated explanation, because only one town is not what I consider my hometown.
Let me explain…
I grew up here, which is just about the furthest away from somewhere as nowhere can get in Colorado.
and I went to high school here
But technically we lived in the almost invisible town of Florissant, which has the population of about 110 people and half the distance away. click here
Yet if we wanted to go do anything past 7:00 p.m. we had to go here.
So when I say hometown, I mean everything from Manitou Springs to my home and some places beyond.
My first job out of high school was in Manitou Springs. I met my future husband in Woodland Park. I lived my first 19 years of life in Florissant. There are a lot of memories, there are shenanigans, there are stories, all of it is good and bad and somewhere in between.
I have hard memories of friends that have passed away. I have happy memories of first kisses and falling in love. There are mixed bags of fights and friendships. Missed chances and messy feelings. All around, visiting is a weird experience.
Teller county is a gorgeous part of the world and if you plan a trip to the area, I highly recommend taking some time to take in the local beauty.
Pikes Peak is just a hop skip and jump off the main road shown in the maps. It is a large, dominating power at 14,115 feet, and one can drive all the way to the top, which feels like looking out on the world.
Nearby, and at the house I grew up in, there are boulders, smaller mountains, massive hills and hiking trails and other endless natural wonders. Here are a few shots of my journey.
Wedding photographs coming next week!