Reflections 11/2/2020: After Napa Valley caught on fire, Ed and I exchanged our time share to visit Santa Fe, New Mexico. I am enchanted by the adobe architecture and earthy, terracotta colors! Not sure if I feel transported back in time, or just whisked away to a foreign land! Maybe both! In any case I am LOVING all the sensations it evokes in me. Mysterious! Adventurous! Hungry for new sights, sounds, smells, tastes and textures! Senses are already on overload! As we drove through the high desert to get here, I flashed back to my 4th grade year living in Arizona on a Navajo Indian reservation… which, as I checked on a map is on the same latitudinal line as Santa Fe, about 200 miles to the west. Thus the familiar terrain. That was the time and place horses stampeded my heart. My parents caved to our pleadings and bought 3 Indian ponies for we 6 rambunctious kids. For the next year we galloped our guts out over mesas, plateaus, and around sandstone cathedrals. Our on-foot expeditions were frenzies of capturing horny toads, lizards and snakes… (thank God never a Gila Monster or Sidewinder!) We pillaged giant ant hills for the excavated garnets these diggers mined up deep from the desert soil… and carried them in bags as our treasure trove. Piñon trees were heavy with nuts for the taking and cactus quill removal was a regular ritual! God, how incredibly thankful I am for those days… and the memories they now invoke as I watch the sunrise over Santa Fe. You have been SOOO good to me over the years. I love You. Words are failing me and tears are blurring my eyes… so let’s leave it at that. A-Dios… “to You God” I delightedly go!