Wednesday, January 23, 2008

The Road Home

All to soon my visit to Oregon and Washington has come to an end. My plane ticket says that it is the day to fly back to New Mexico, so I guess I will have to go. If I will let myself admit it I am getting a bit homesick for Lee, the horses, dogs and cats so I left so far behind. And although I don't want to admit it to my sister, and tour guide, sometimes the sight of so much green can be scary. I noticed when I walked out this morning to sit on her back porch and see if there were any deer watching that the ring of trees that surrounded her home looked as if they were invading my - well shall we call it 'my space'. I love trees, but here they make it so that you can't 'see'. At my home on the desert you can 'see' for miles on end. And I miss that.

1 comment:

  1. I don't know, I kind of like the closeness of trees and green when they surround you on a nice day. I like it best when its a rainy day: you can hear the rain running off the foliage and dripping from leaf to leaf. But I do like the wide open spaces that you get in the desert. You can see for miles and get the sense of how small you are compared to the vastness of the world.