We went out of town this past weekend to White Rock to visit family. Saturday was a pretty relaxing day--we hung out at the pool--so on Sunday we decided to go for a hike and see Bandelier National Monument. The kids have never been there and the last time Colin and I went was right before we were married (which will be ten years ago this August!).
Monday, July 29, 2013
Monday, July 15, 2013
I love July in New Mexico. June is just hot and dry. June causes me to lose my will to live. June is the month I fantasize about moving far, far away. And then July arrives. The mornings are bright and sunny, by 10 o' clock it starts to get hot. By 1 o' clock the heat is sweltering. And then just when you think you're going to die the clouds roll in like a breath of fresh air and cool everything off. And if your lucky, it rains.
Tuesday, July 2, 2013
I woke up yesterday morning around 3:00 am and peeking out the window I noticed that there was this weird wet stuff falling from the sky. It was everywhere: falling on the ground, in the street, even on the house. I think I read about this strange phenomenon in a book once. Apparently it's something called "rain."