The first sensation that hits us is the placement of clouds. Thick, heavy juicy clouds looming overhead and around us in varying shapes and forms.
Dripping with moisture and possibilities for the future of the land.
The skies in Arizona are close, dazzling with stars that seem to burst through the retina. Falling stars occurred several times while I sat beneath the sky. Montana's skies are just as magnificent in their own right with large looming blocks of blues and clouds of artistic shapes drifting by on the wind.
Childlike wonder is aroused.
We soaked up the weeks with good friends, food and drink.
Sitting on our friend's patios with appetizers and drinks brought conversation about the world we live in. Laughter at the absurdity of every day life, hopes for our children and sharing of our talents with the world. All are equal in these conversations and that is so appreciated. There are no barriers or false pretenses... there need not be at our age. And that is appreciated.
I'm glad to be home, with new grand babies entering the world, grand babies to soak up, upcoming shows to set up, MAP members to meet and provide coaching, friends to visit with and so many adventures to share.