I've already written about the bears here, but they definitely deserve special mention for reasons to love Colorado. Where else do you pretty much expect to see bears in your front yard? Like so:
Dustin tried to convince me that black bears aren't actually carnivorous, and they really just want easy food, but that didn't stop me from being terrified to let the kids play outside alone. Sometimes, if I'm feeling particularly vulnerable, I close the garage door before we get out of the car. Stuff like that.
Despite this, when mama bear and her two cubs came to grab a snack out of our trash can, I sat transfixed on our porch with Dustin and Avery. It. was. amazing.
Watching them move around 'in the wild' instead of at a zoo was not as terrifying as I thought it would be. I loved it.
It turns out that Dustin was right about black bears. They do want easy food, and he made it too hard by flinging a rock right at their bear bums. (Did that make you giggle, too? Bear bums!)
I love that the baby is looking back at Dustin, like, 'are you sure I can't eat your trash?'
Now, I always hope to see bears, and I am sure Colorado will offer that experience to me again. In the meantime, I already have one fun memory and the anticipation of seeing them again. Soon.