home

We pulled into the driveway last night at about 7:00, all the way from Santa Rosa, New Mexico, tired but glad to be home. When we left every thing was green and summer was hanging on for dear life, and when we returned autumn colors tinged the trees, leaves cover the lawn awaiting the rake and the air is brisk with the promise of winter. It was a great trip. We didn't do half the things we had planned, but did a lot of things not on our itinerary. The best kind of vacation.