Although Santa Fe has plenty to offer as a city, and so much creativity to enjoy, most of my time in Santa Fe was actually spent just outside of Santa Fe. My grandparents had a house in the foothills, which we would hike through on brisk days collecting fossils, arrowheads, and passing Native American burial grounds. I remember my sister and I wore maroon hiking boots and a fleece sweater over shorts. My dad would always pick up a big stick and whittle it down a bit, a walking stick to mark our way to wide desert sky sunsets. Out of the inspiring landscapes of Santa Fe’s loner outskirts comes…