Today was a traveling day. San Francisco to Santa Fe . . .
We crossed the Sierra Nevada.
We found the country of adobe and big sky.
We drank Santa Fe Pale Ale and had a fine meal at the Galisteo Bistro.
A good start to a week-long stay.
A low-sugar blueberry raspberry jam made with wild Alaskan blueberries and Pomona’s Pectin for a nice natural set.
Because the apples are falling and the light is fading under its own golden weight. Because a road trip scrubs the rough edges from a tired mind. I threw a bag into the backseat and headed north. Ukiah, Booneville, Philo Elk, Jenner, Freestone I found fruit. I drove. I talked to myself. I drove. I…
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i friggin' love santa fe! go to 10,000 waves!
I've never visited Santa Fe. I have heard that it is beautiful. Have fun!
Tigress: You're not the only one to rave about the Waves. I hope to get there this weekend.
Denise: This is my first visit to Santa Fe; it's an astonishing place and I'm loving it. The wind is coming up and they're saying it may even snow tonight. I'm totally unprepared for that, yet somehow ready for anything.