I arrive home at 1:30AM on Sunday Morning. We hired a van to drive us tired lot from Albuquerque airport to Santa Fe and the driver almost take out the piñon in the middle of my driveway. I almost offer to turn the van around for him, but he manages in the end.
The ground is wet and everything looks Santa Fe-lush, which is not Hawaii-lush or Seattle-lush, but a wonderful sight in any case. Some locals claim that if the Santa Fe Monsoon lasts into August we will have a good Winter ahead of us – meaning we will get a good amount of snow.
I was dead tired on the plane from LAX, but now I am home and the tiredness has evaporated. I stay up until almost 5AM. A few hours of sleep and up again at 9AM.
I always like to hear how you feel when you return home. I’m happy it was looking good. Our temperature Sunday was 109 , and we in central SD have the dubious distinction of being the epicenter of the drought. I can’t imagine what that would feel like going from one climate to another and doing all that with the clock. You must see the world much less static than I.