I ran away for Easter. It wasn’t a sudden slap-dash thing, I’d had it in my plan for awhile, but after all the stress of the past few weeks, I can tell you I really needed a little break.
The Independent writers and I (a very small group) headed to Taos for some New Mexico sunshine, sage and mesquite in the air, massages, and fun. On the way, we took a pit-stop and noticed this sign on the wall.
I loved it.
We saw flowering trees:
some up close and personal:
We saw the sunsets New Mexico is famous for:
We visited the wind sculpture place:
I really like this one:
I wanted to buy it, but I have to know where I’m going to live first. Moving sucks the joy out of buying something for the lawn, that’s for certain.
We had massages and all manner of lovely treatments at Ojo Caliente spa and we soaked in the mud and healing waters. Wonderful, truly wonderful. We had a great time.
And now I’m back with Emily on my lap:
I think I left Max here when I drove away – he doesn’t move too far from Dad these days.