Introverts ~ Immersions ~ Wild public lands Is there a place for introverts?

 

December 14, 2023

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A ponderosa pine near Monture.

My earliest memories

I liked being alone in the barn.

Well, not alone but the only human, an introvert even as a child.

I remember the tall Ponderosa Pine near the barn's west end. I felt a presence in that tree. I played alone, preferred to be alone, playing near that Ponderosa Pine next to the barn.

For most of my young childhood I lived with an aunt and uncle on a ranch. It was difficult not being with my parents. My solace was my personal space ~ in the barn or next to the Ponderosa Pine.

I remember road trips with my mom, aunt and cousins long before the days of interstates. Everyone...



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