I moved to Colorado a few years ago after growing up in a much flatter area, but I still haven't gotten used to variations in the landscape. It's just so different than anything I had known before! I find myself so often staring at the foothills and the ridges, imagining the pressure that, over thousands of years, upended layers of stone to turn them on their sides, or the how much water had to pass down the mountains for its paths to be carved permanently, not to mention the way the plants that cover the landscape change in this beautiful gradient with the elevation. It all feels so grand, and I feel so small in comparison to these huge geo-ecological processes. I worry that one day I'll get used to the way the land feels here, or worse, get bored of it, but for now I'm finding so much joy in it that I can get lost in it all.