The Way to Santa Fe

Since the ride to Santa Fe is thirteen hours by car, we decided to break it into a two-day drive in the RV, stopping halfway in Lubbock, Texas.  Continue reading


I have been feeling overwhelmed by all of the politics lately – and the mean-spiritedness that goes along with them. And, I’m not talking about the politicians!

On social media there’s an attitude that “if you don’t agree with me, you’re wrong!” My way, or the highway. Right, wrong. Push, pull. Love, hate. As my Mom would have said, “It seems as if everything’s going to hell in a hand-basket.”

I  know that this too, shall pass. To remind myself that things change for the better, we took a ride out to Lake Travis – 40 minutes west of downtown. We’d been in such a drought state for years, that at one point we were able to hike almost clear across the bottom of it!image

Down here we always joke that “one good rain’d fix that!” and that’s just what happened. After seeing the lake at it’s lowest levels EVER – it’s such a joy to see it full, and sparkling blue again.image

Historically, people have always complained that things were awful. “It was the best of times. . .it was the worst of times.” I choose to believe that just as we have in the past, we are evolving. It’s Nature at work. Look at the chaos a caterpillar goes through to become a butterfly. Speaking of which, one just zig-zagged past!

XO Donna