In 2000, a 10,600 acre camper caused fire ripped through an area south and west of Fort Collins, Colorado.
The conflagration left behind a scorched land and stands of ghost trees.
On my 11 mile hike, I saw wild flowers, grasses and aspens taking root. Rabbits bound around and crows cawed overhead. A family of coyotes yipped but went unseen.
The seemingly stark hillsides are now a place of solitude and introspection. When the animals aren't saying something, a steady breeze provides the background music.
Many years from now a Ponderosa Pine/Douglas Fir plant community will be calling the shots here. Be patient, it'll happen, but not in our lifetime.
I give the city of Fort Collins two thumbs up for preserving this work in progress for future generations.
Mother Nature hates a void and she's always looking for work.
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