Thirty years ago, I left one windy city in exchange for the landscape of another: the old townsite of Tungsten, Colorado. After living without running water on solar for the first ten with a
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Thirty years ago, I left one windy city in exchange for the landscape of another: the old townsite of Tungsten, Colorado. After living without running water on solar for the first ten with a Longhorn heifer, Belgian draft horse and a menagerie of other four-leggeds, I now call this land that once was home to 5,000 miners by its proper mineral name: The valley of Wolfram, where I live with my scientist / animal-loving husband, Frank Sanders, our three rescue dogs and four rescue cats.
Contributing on and off to The Mountain-Ear over the decades with LTEs and animal interest pieces, I now focus my efforts on helping homeless dogs and cats in community shelters get seen through Pet of the Week. Occasionally, my rescue dog advocacy efforts inform my writing for the paper, and I hope to contribute more in the future. As our world moves into hypertechnology with all its dehumanizing qualities, it is my wont to support local efforts in a sustainable way.
My Masters in Ecopsychology comes from Naropa University, my Bachelors in Anthropology from CU-Boulder. After thirty years in law, I’ve now moved onto right-brained, creative efforts. More of my writing can be found in Elephant Journal, on Medium.com.