From My Window… After Front Range visit, beauty of small towns becomes clear

Looking out my window I saw a lot of pollution, a lot of red taillights and stoplights, a lot of concrete barriers, construction barriers, lots of police cars and heard an abundance of police sirens, ambulance sirens and fire truck sirens.
Such has become a regular part of traveling Colorado’s Front Range, and such was the case when I took a rare week off to go to Fort Collins for a mix…