A Mountain Retreat

As of this morning I have decided to stay here in Ouray, Colorado, and have rented the little cabin seen at the far end of the row, above, for a month. In many ways, it is situated in the best of both worlds: the quiet grandeur of the mountains and the community of others (yet to be discovered) in the town of Ouray proper. So, there is both solitude and community here.

Ouray has been nicknamed "The Switzerland of America", and there is certainly something of the Geist und Seele of Swiss-German culture and architecture here - including the Architecture of Nature. The speed limit through Ouray's Main Street is 25 mph and vehicles with loud mufflers, or none at all, are effectively discouraged in this convivial atmosphere. There is a good library, a Konditerei, a post office and historical society. So, at least for the month ahead, my thousand-miles-or-more return through the Flatlands and back to Bouton Street will be postponed.


Here, belatedly, is a photo of my Angel of Time & Navigation taken by the shores of Rockaway: