11–20 of 30 entries from the month of: November 2011

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November 20th

Julez + Kent

I love politics. Listening to NPR, reading the opinion and editorial pages, watching the debates — all of it. Blame it on being a Girl State enthusiast or just being one of those kids who wanted desperately to be in student council. When I’m in Phoenix, I try to grab at least 10 minutes with my friend Kent. He is so damn smart and simply sees the world differently than I do. He too enjoys a long conversation about world affairs.  His wife, one of my closest friends, does not. And so, when we are in a group, Kent and I regularly find ourselves put together in one car while everyone goes in another. Because they know it is just a matter of time before the Middle East, women’s rights, energy trade, and the military come up in an often heated, and sometimes emotional, discussion.

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These conversations scratch a part of my brain that otherwise sits dormant.

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Once upon a time in Phoenix, I worked for a fairly important political figure. I learned a lot from her — and while I knew the players in Phoenix politically, I did not want to be involved. In Colorado, I don’t know a soul, which in this sense is refreshing. I don’t know about previous abuses of power and hypocrisy. How their wives/husbands are both “pro family” and “in rehab for extramarital sexual misconduct.” How they are anti-immigration and yet have that nanny from Honduras who isn’t paying taxes… How they believe in fighting for the environment and having a Hummer dealership. Naively, I get to march blind on to the political scene and get involved without packing any cynicism.

Okay, specific cynicism.

And to that, I say hooray! And watch out, pretty gold Denver capitol building. If I’m around this state long enough, we may spend lots of time together.

~K

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Denver 30: 19

November 19th

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Civic Center Park — where Occupy Wall Street protesters were camped for weeks — sits between the courthouse and the capitol dome. The Greek Theater in the park is my favorite. How lovely would it be to see a play or a concert here during the summer?

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{Okay, okay. I’m not going to lie. I see places like this and at this point in my life immediately think “OOOH! I could so get married right there. Then I stand there for a few moments and imagine exactly what it would look like. Because sadly, I am not immune to wedding hysteria that arrives in tidal wave force once you reach your early 30s. So much so, I see a cold gray set of stairs and ampitheater and immediately think, “HERE COMES THE BRIDE!”  You should see me standing in front of the dress boutique by my yoga studio. Lord, have mercy.}

~K

 

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Denver 30: 18

November 18th

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Toxic Schizophrenia — a public art installation by Tim Noble and Sue Webster — is one of my favorite sights in the city at night. This thing lights up and twirls, as a giant bleeding heart statue should.

(I’ve been called a bleeding heart once or twice.)

~K

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Denver 30: 17

November 17th

These photos are cheating. They were taken this summer in Snowmass, but my friend Charlie just passed them along. And man, what a fun trip this was. Charlie, Sheila, their daughter and I went to Aspen/Snowmass for a weekend. A few photos from a July mountain hike:

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Goofball wannabe cheerleader

~K

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Denver 30: 16

November 16th

A mural on Colfax:

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That is one devious looking gorilla.

~K

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Denver 30: 15

November 15th

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I’m taking classes at Fancy Tiger. This is my very favorite craft store, in part because while the employees and owners are completely hip and talented, they are equally kind and generous with their time. Cody used to live nearby in the Wash Park neighborhood. When I’d visit, I’d be sure to swing through the Tiger to pick up supplies I couldn’t find in Phoenix. Japanese zaka prints, leather purse handles, handspun knits that were just different than anything else I’d seen.

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I have had such fun exploring this town for the last six months — spending time both examining its offerings and what I truly wanted. I’m certainly not the first person to find a move the ideal time to re-examine one’s priorities and interests. Signing up for classes at Fancy Tiger was what I needed to push my knitting and sewing abilities — to rise above the stagnant, learn-from-books-and-You-Tube-tutorials- state.

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While this first class is making me angry and impatient, both are a good thing. New skills are just on the other side of the horizon. I’ve never perfected anything without first considering throwing an impatience fueled tantrum. With any luck, I’ll be wearing a sweater I knit (that fits!) on Christmas.

Also, the supplies? Gorgeous. I could spend hours just looking over the magazines, books and shelves of lovely prints — daydreaming of projects. But truly, this store has my business because of folk like Emily. She’s teaching my sweater class and could not be nicer. Mother Teresa could have learned something from the patience she showed to a handful of newbie knitters whose enthusiasm quickly melted into pools of frustration at her feet.

Fancy Tiger is a Denver gem for those who love craft.

~K

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Denver 30: 14

November 14th

Tall Lady needs to learn, I am not a mannequin.

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Just because she knits something new doesn’t mean I’m supposed to walk around the house, strutting like some skinny French poodle on the dogwalk. I mean, GOD MOM. What will the neighborhood dogs think?

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I’ve got an “obnoxious barking + no-discrimination humping policy” to uphold. It isn’t easy for a street dog like me to move into the burbs with all of these farm dogs prowling their backyards and make friends. I just want to fit in, sniff some butts, spend more time at the park and sniff some butts. Is this too much to ask?

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I’m channeling my namesake, Willie, and writing a sad, lonely country song about the woes of the pound pup who was forced into drag.

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Wait, that’s better. At least no one can see me now.

-w. Nelson Mandela

 

 

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Denver 30: 13

November 13th

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Technically not in Denver, but one of the adjoining burbs — this building is within a large cemetery. It is a beautiful, 200-plus acre space, with giant ancient trees and memorials that vary from ornate to bizarre. There are soldiers from the Spanish American war buried here, to give you an idea of how big those trees really are.

Perhaps the scariest aspect are the coyotes that live on the property. They are the size of golden retrievers and I’m convinced are looking for a Willie Nelson Mandela sandwich. Coincidentally, over my dead body.

~K

 

 

 

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Denver 30: 12

November 12th

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This downtown mural reminds me of two things:

A:

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Not to be confused with his canine counterpart.

and, less fun — B:

The many, many people living on the streets in downtown Denver. While I cannot imagine such a life is ever anything less than brutal, it is dang cold here.  To see folks curled up on corners breaks my heart. The line wraps around the Denver Rescue Mission every day. Our food bank is busier than ever. Listening to the news and hearing stories of the working poor, I get it more than ever. There are simply so, so many people hurting right now. It is hard to not be overwhelmed by the task at hand.

One day, smile and warm meal at a time.

In the meantime, Mamas, I think it is just fine if you want your babies to grow up to be cowboys. I know a lot of lovely men who fancy themselves weekend wranglers:

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Photo courtesy of the Wright wedding

The older I get, the more I respect those back-breaking blue collar jobs that go with little mention. Cowboys? They are pretty fantastic.

Wedding? Giddyup

Giddyup,

K

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November 11th

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The Daniels + Fisher Tower was once the tallest building west of the Mississippi, and part of a department store. The 2.5 ton bell still tolls, even though today the space is used as a restaurant.

19 more days of this photo project. I’m thinking I’ll spice it up; photos of restaurants I love, more murals and perhaps some zoo shots. Is there anything in Denver you’d like to see?

~K

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