{"id":797061,"date":"2019-06-24T10:08:01","date_gmt":"2019-06-24T16:08:01","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/www.summitdaily.com\/news\/lark-ascending-how-we-spend-our-days-is-how-we-spend-our-lives\/"},"modified":"2019-06-24T10:08:01","modified_gmt":"2019-06-24T16:08:01","slug":"lark-ascending-how-we-spend-our-days-is-how-we-spend-our-lives","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/alwaysmountaintime.com\/ksmt\/local-news\/lark-ascending-how-we-spend-our-days-is-how-we-spend-our-lives\/","title":{"rendered":"Lark Ascending: How we spend our days is how we spend our lives"},"content":{"rendered":"
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My friend Leah and I have started meeting for a weekly walk around Breckenridge.<\/p>\n

I do not remember whose suggestion this was, but I do remember that the idea surfaced around the same time it occurred to me that I have not exercised in a year. We decided to limit our walks to one hour, which addressed my reluctance to take time off from my obsessive need to be productive, to have my days filled with getting things done \u2014 from work, to writing, to home and family matters.<\/p>\n

\u201cThis cabin is one of the earliest structures in Breckenridge,\u201d Leah said as we began a walk along the narrow Klack Placer. The old log cabin is tucked in behind a neighborhood of modern houses. \u201cIt was picked up and rotated on this original site so that its entrance would face away from the other houses, so visitors wouldn\u2019t disturb local residents.\u201d<\/p>\n

As we moved on from the site, a neighbor with a loud barking dog burst from her house and strode toward us, believing that we were town officials. \u201cSomeone needs to do something about this cabin!\u201d she shouted. \u201cThe town moved it here from another site, and it doesn\u2019t belong here. It\u2019s run down. It\u2019s a hazard.\u201d<\/p>\n

Leah turned to her and firmly stated, \u201cMadam, you are wrong. This cabin has been on this site since 1878. It was rotated; it was not moved.\u201d<\/p>\n

And that was that.<\/p>\n

Our walks have taken us to visit an empty lot on Main Street in between two old structures that still survive amid the fancy renovated buildings. Every year, a family of Breckenridge foxes are born under one of the structures and often are seen playing in the lot. We did not, unfortunately, see any fox kits on that afternoon.<\/p>\n

On a rainy day, we went into the Breckenridge Welcome Center Museum, where Leah was pleased to see that there is still a photo of her grandmother, once one of the town\u2019s great gardeners.<\/p>\n

A different walk took us along a lovely pathway at the south end of town, which runs behind a neighborhood of big, modern houses. It\u2019s a little oasis of greenery, dotted with wildflowers and a small, busy stream running through it.<\/p>\n

\u201cI was one of the people who fought to keep this bit of open space when all these big houses were being built. I remember this was just woods and fields when I was growing up here.\u201d<\/p>\n

Our conversations during these walks are often about history \u2014 the history of Breckenridge, Leah\u2019s history, my history.<\/p>\n

I\u2019ve discussed with Leah a novel I am working on, the inspiration and motivation for which are my need to capture a piece of my own personal history. Yesterday, when we took a walk in the woods overlooking the Wellington Community, I did most of the talking. I\u2019d just returned from visiting my mother who is ill and now lives in Florida.<\/p>\n

\u201cI went to help Mom with legal and medical stuff, but what was really important about my time with her was sharing stories of our history: who she is, and how she grew up. And who we are as a family.\u201d<\/p>\n

Leah knows my husband, Alan. It was Alan who introduced us when I first moved to Breckenridge five years ago. There is perhaps no greater appearance of history in my own life than in my relationship with Alan \u2014 the man I love, moved to Breckenridge for and married. Alan was my best friend in ninth grade. We share a history of growing up in a particular time and place.<\/p>\n

\u201cWe had the same childhood,\u201d Alan often has said.<\/p>\n

I recently came across a quote from the writer Annie Dillard in \u201cThe Writing Life\u201d: \u201cHow we spend our days is of course how we spend our lives. What we do with this hour, and that one, is what we are doing.\u201d<\/p>\n

This made me think about the tension between being productive and being present, and about asking the questions, \u201cHow do I spend my days? What is the history I am creating, and how can I understand it?\u201d<\/p>\n

As Leah and I walked through Breckenridge talking about the town\u2019s history from gold mining to resort skiing, it was clear that history is created through actions and getting things done. But understanding history, and our place in it, comes not through performing deeds but through ruminating and processing, through talking and listening, through spending some of the time we have, some of the days we are given, being present.<\/p>\n

Christina Holbrook\u2019s column \u201cLark Ascending\u201d publishes biweekly in the Summit Daily News. Holbrook writes about life in the mountains, from the beauty of the natural surroundings to the quirkiness of friends and neighbors to what makes a good life. She moved to Breckenridge in 2014 and is the author of \u201cWinelands of Colorado.\u201d Contact her at peak1studio@gmail.com<\/a>.<\/p>\n

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