I am lucky.
Why lucky? Driving home the other night through a snowstorm, after a wonderful evening with friends, my headlights played over a family of elk crossing the road (said elk - in a bow towards inter-species camaraderie, did indeed have the fabled deer-in-the-headlights look). I slowly drive by with no hard feelings or bumps.
The next morning, as I am skiing through the forest that is my backyard, my skis caressing the new-fallen snow, I am almost overpowered by the calm that snow-flocked trees impart upon the world. Awestruck, I realize why artists have called Flagstaff home for generations, and why I am lucky to be here.
One of my passions is limiting global warming - so we can pass down Flagstaff as a snowy, beautiful winter wonderland to future generations (and stop the oceans from rising so much as well). For me this is another creative outlet and a way to sink my teeth into challenging problems.
I recently took a tango class with Franz and Annabel (from Germany). The told us we must pivot ("peevot") with our partner. Beyond learning the essential skill of peevoting, I learned how to correctly hold a woman (and I do apologize to all those women I've held so wrong for so long...;->)
So imagine this - we spend an evening out dancing, our feet and legs intertwined in the sensual dance of the tango. Each of lost in the intimate world we create on the dance floor. Afterwords - well afterwords there might be some tender digits in deep need of massage.
I am looking for a woman who is both girly-girl and capable, who explores the world on her own but enjoys a man to occasionally hold the umbrella, and who always delights in chocolate covered anything.