Apart from the company, all of us enjoyed the chance to soak up the beauty. Art galleries and shops, museums, mountains, trees, and the great symphony of light and shadows of sunny autumn days in the Southwest. Mom and I bought some nice Native American wool rugs from a mountain town that specializes in weaving, and Meg picked up a couple hundred dollars' worth of yarn to knit a commemorative shawl, as well as getting supplies for southwestern-flavored necklaces for each of us.
The artist who created this picture may be my favorite. He just opened a gallery in Santa Fe near the Georgia O'Keefe museum.
The trip put a total of almost exactly 1000 miles on my Honda Accord, which should soon pass the 100,000-mile mark.
1 comment:
100,000 miles is just getting broken in. Sorry that you all didn't get closer on this trip. I have thought that we should all get together sometime, but it is apparent that time is pretty far off. I find that to be quite sad. I know that the one carrying the resentment is hurt a lot more than the resented one, and that pains me also.
Post a Comment