The Stock Show!
Cows! Chickens! Rodeo! Dirt! Fried food!
The Show comes through Denver every year for two weeks in January. It has been an annual tradition for 105 years. And let me tell you, it’s a keeper. It’s very western, it’s very proud of that western heritage, and by being so, it makes you even more proud of your dear, western Colorado.
There’s a quote affixed in the lobby of the office I work in.
“Tis a privilege to live in Colorado.”
As a native Coloradan (not Coloradoan – confusing, I know), I couldn’t agree more. Being here is a blessing.
Waking up to this splendor day-after-day; being a mere 30-minute drive from the cow town into the mountains; living a mile above sea level and having a superiority complex because of it; hating the fact that you live a mile high because baking renders you helpless (yeah, Anya, blame it on that); reveling in the 300+ days of sunshine; embracing the western lifestyle because Colorado is the west (if anyone tries to convince you it’s the midwest, just send ’em my way).
