Santa Fe has got to be one of the loveliest places to live in the entire world! In October we had an inch or so of snow – enough for everyone’s excitement about winter and ski season to begin to flow. Now, in November, my 13 year old son, Abel and I took a hike almost all the way up to the top of Picacho Peak. Abel forged ahead up the trail and I was happily huffing and puffing behind him. There were only tiny patches of snow on the mountain. The air is clear and warm and the views of the Upper Canyon Road area and, as we got higher up, of Santa Fe are spectacular. Most of the deciduous trees have lost their leaves, but the pines are green as ever and there are rivers of pine cones flowing down the mountain. The Ponderosa pines are stately as they reach for the sky with their gnarled branches curving sideways, making intriguing patterns as we gazed up at them.
I give thanks very day to have landed in this heavenly high desert. One never needs a vacation in Santa Fe because every day feels like a vacation!