For the 8th, 9th, and 10th day of Christmas, I was on a mini-vacation to see the desert in far west Texas as the Hubby was away, coordinating the new faculty retreat in our community college district. Literally, my trip was a breath of fresh air, as I saw landscapes that I’ve had a hankerin’ for — things that remind me of the moon or Mars. Mountainous, hilly, very little vegetation, but subtle colors nevertheless, found in rock, dust, soil, as the winter Texas sky hover overhead, rolling with clouds and even foggy mist
It was lovely.
I even got a ginormous hamburger and west Texas hospitality out of it. 🙂
Many thanks to my fellow traveler who drove all the way to Van Horn, Texas, and — detouring to Loving County, Texas, the least populated county in the United States — back. Meanwhile, I passenged, looking at the otherworldly landscape as a vacation from the squirrels that have been occupying the Lizard Queen’s head these days as I percolated about my poetry and short stories. Watched and talked and thought.
But now — back to work!