I’m still pillaging old hard drives to fill in the gaps in my photographic archive of my so-called life up to this point.
Today I found a cache of photos from the farm I had up in Conifer Colorado between 2008 and 2009…
I moved into the farm named “Ravenwood” on July 3rd, 2008. When I moved in the fences were the first thing to fix, because the thought was we would get at least one horse…
This next photo was about a month after moving in. Things had settled out a bit, but both Kalira and Max hadn’t found any work yet… This would kind of set the tone for the entire year.
Max would eventually get a job for a bit, but still didn’t contribute anything toward the roof over his head. So while I was selling off things to make rent, he was spending all of his income skiing or hanging out at furmeets in Denver.
We had everything from coyotes to elk wander though the property. This whitetail buck was with a harem of probably eight does.
The winter up there came early, around the end of September, and stuck around for a long time. The farm was at 8500 feet after all.
Marshal, my cat, did this face-down breadbox thing on the back of where I sat on the couch all the time; kind of a signature move for him.
In March it was still winter… Across the pasture there was a new strip mall with a flagship Safeway, so while the farm was sufficiently far away from the human antfarm known as Denver, gas and groceries were only 3 minutes away.
In mid-April it really snowed and we were without power for a few days, which was fine… I’d spent a couple hundred dollars on a stock of firewood late-season because my roommates couldn’t be assed to get any or split it if they did.
The side-yard became the fridge / freezer and I’d marked off areas close to the house for produce and further out for meats… Then I taught everyone how to cook on top of the firebox and not make a mess.
Anyway, a week or so later, in late April, the snow melted and spring started to peek out of the clouds – which is when Ravenwood gained a new resident in the form of “Odin”.
It was a few days after Odin was born that the guy I was renting the farm from sold it out from under me…
The year in Conifer was beautiful, but between 2-3 hours a day on the road to get back and forth from the office and the deadbeat roommates not helping me cover the nearly $3000 a month it cost to live there, I was glad it was only a year.
The year in Conifer was so bad I actually deleted most of my posts here, along with the photos – so it’s bittersweet to find a bunch of them again.
In the end it’s better to have them I think.