Wild Boar Coffee ~01/03/2013

I placed my first Hidden Crane of 2013 at Wild Boar Coffee in Fort Collin's, Colorado. I've been a Fort Collins for a couple days, attending a training course for my day job. I was at the Wild Boar Cafe with a couple of my writer friends who are involved a group call Penpointers.
The place really captured my imagination, and after seeing a folded Crane by the cash register, I realized I wanted to leave one of my own Cranes. So I did...

The Rabbit Hole ~ 9/19/2012

I placed another hidden crane last night while chatting with a few wordy friends after Pikes Peak Writer's Open Critique. We capped at The Rabbit Hole, a dinner and drinks venue in downtown Colorado Springs. I've actually been there quite a bit recently. Four out of the past five nights to be exact. I have frequented this business more than any other in my six weeks as a Colorado Springs resident, so it definitely needed a crane.

Considering the nature of this particular visit, I think I found the perfect place for my crane among the books below the staircase.

Stupa ~ Shambhala Mountain Center ~ 9/9/2012

We capped off the Writer's Retreat by visiting the Shambhala Mountain Center on September 9th, 2012. We hiked to the Stupa and I wrote words to the universe and folded the paper into a crane, leaving it amongst the other offerings along with my pen. I've written many words with that pen. So many, in fact, that the words on its side, "Write For Hope," have long worn off. I didn't mind retiring it as an anchor, a guardian, to my crane.

There she is, appropriately next to the feather. This particuliar crane is only meant to be seen, not found, for she belongs to the universe.

Bighorn Cabins ~ The Lion's Den ~ 9/9/2012

For the duration of the Poudre Canyon Writer's Retreat, we stayed at The Lion's Den, a cabin owned by Bighorn Cabins. The Poudre River runs through the property, and it is absolutely gorgeous! It was the perfect place for a few writers to get away for the weekend and get their creativity on.

Of course, I had to leave a crane. I think I found almost the perfect spot. It was a little birdhouse. :)

Going forward, I plan to leave the web address on my cranes, but this one only had the words of my Haiku on its wings. If I visit again, I will add the address, so that maybe one day I can hear the story of how someone came upon my crane.

Echo Lounge ~ 9/6/2012

My very first crane was folded and placed at the Echo Lounge in Rustic, Colorado on September 6th, 2012. It hangs on the wall behind the bar, transcribed with the Haiku I wrote to signify my adventure and the crane's significance to me. The Haiku:

Made by Alicia

They fly in many places

Each a piece of soul

 



Rustic, Colorado is about an hour west of Fort Collins, Colorado on Highway 14 in the amazingly beautiful Poudre Canyon. I was on a writing retreat with four fellow writers, and we visited the Echo Lounge every night of our stay to cap off the day's worth of creativity.

 

On the night of September 8th, 2012, I placed my second crane. I made it out of a sugar pack, so it is very tiny. I pushed its tail into a groove in the wood above our booth, and there it stayed.

 

 

It may still be there. I think of it, resting silently on that wall, a stone witness of all who pass through. I wonder how many times someone will look upon it and point it out to others, and I wonder how many times it will go unnoticed. Hopefully, I will see it again someday, and it will bring me memories of that wonderful weekend and my first hidden cranes.