Another Day

Another beautiful morning starts off the day. The air is a crisp 50 degrees. You open a window and let some of the cool air in. It helps you to wake up. It feels so good compared to waking up in 80 degrees. Laramie is one of the largest towns in Wyoming, but it pales in comparison with Boise, ID. Every morning you can see deer and antelope. The animals go into hiding as the day warms up but they come back out as soon as it starts to cool again. You get in the warm vehicle. Your mom makes breakfast soon after you leave.

You travel south off of the main beaten path. It is nice to see new things and things that haven't been seen in a very long time. Shortly there is little trace of a sagebrush anywhere. The fields are mountain prairies. There are wildflowers of different colors. Some flowers are blue, others are yellow. You travel 30 miles 'til you get to Colorado. A sign welcomes you say "Welcome to Colorful Colorado". To the left and right, the land slopes down. peaks of mountains pierce into the air in the distance. It is amazing.

The landscape leads you to Fort Collins. Fort Collins is one of the largest towns in Colorado. It is home to 15 beer breweries for which it be known for. You pass an Anheuser-Busch brewery. The factory is huge. The white building is planted on what seems like 30 acres. Giant silver pipes shine in the sunlight. The reflection of the sun off one strikes you in the eyes. By the time you look to that side again the brewery is behind you. Fort Collins blends into Denver. Denver is very well renowned in the U.S. The capital is home to the Denver Broncos, National Western Stock Show, Good Luck Charlie, and more. It is a covers a huge expanse of area. The shiny skyscrapers show you where downtown is.

As you near the border of Oklahoma the grass thins out into more prairie land. In the distance, you can see the giant white blades of windmills. As you get closer they grow larger. The litter the land destroying its beauty. You don't see any animals around them. That is one pattern that hasn't changed over the years. The animals don't like the windmills. The tall white monsters kill tens of thousand of birds each year. Why we keep putting them up is a wonder. They don't help anything. They line the road and cast shadows over you as they pass. Looking up at them is like looking up at a tall building with no windows.

After the white behemoths dissapear out of sight, you continue to watch out your window. The land is pretty flat and the only trees you see are in the small towns. The grass is yellow and short. It is naturally short, not cut. You pass by Boise City, which pretty much doesn't have any trees. It is just a watering hole for travelers. A strong wind picks up and blows tumble weeds

It is dark when you cross the border into Texas. You go to the rest area in Amarillo. You climb out of your vehicle and you see something run past you. There is a giant wolf spider. It is larger than a quarter. You go over to the buildings and spot some more. One has babies on its back and another is in a corner. When you shine your phone's flashlight on it, it's eyes glow.