On to Ghost Ranch, NM

My all-time favorite thing to do, in this part of my life, is to roll up my window shades, usually at dawn, to witness the new day, and my new view. It’s true I try to park my RV paying attention to the baking, setting sun, making sure I don’t get the full brunt of it. I usually face the west, with my windshield, covered, so the back and stays fairly comfortable. I try to just enjoy the view, and take it all In, as I come alive in my morning fog. Shortly there after, I’m out the door with Jo Jo trying to breathe deep, and stay extra alert for predators, to protect my little guy. Jo Jo turned 14 yesterday. And today is the 10 year anniversary of my father‘s passing. If you told me that it’s been 10 years, I would have said that you are lying or joking, or just making up a crazy number. Because it doesn’t seem like it’s been 10 years, rather it seems like it happened yesterday. In either event it’s a reality and his photos, that I keep in the front end of my RV remind me of him every day. He monitors my driving. And when I feel like I’ve done OK, I ask him, did I do OK?


I’ve always considered myself pretty prepared and incredibly tuned in to detail. For whatever reason, I don’t have one of my medications on hand, nor is it any place at home. I honestly don’t know where it is. That’s not good. So thankfully CVS was an easy fix where I could fill it without too much of a headache. I was expecting a battle above and beyond, but so far I think this will work out. I needed to know these results in order to move ahead today. I headed out with a plan, and at this point in time my goal was to reach Ghost Ranch. It is where Georgia O’Keeffe lived, where she painted, and her ashes are scattered here in the hills.  I secured a night for camping so I could take in the views that she would have admired. I’m scheduled for two tours tomorrow,  and got the OK to take Jo Jo along with me! So tonight I’m plugged in to good old fashioned electric, where I am running my AC, (It’s 87*) and I could heat up my dinner in the microwave! Suddenly I have all the real comforts of home. Though I love my propane stove, this feels so easy!














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