I did, however, want to finish documenting our NM trip!
The morning was beautiful and began with a sighting of six mule deer in Mom's pasture. Once they realized we were watching, they effortlessly and gracefully leaped over the pasture fence and bounded away. Now I know why crop fences are much higher!
Mom's neighbor, Pete, had started a garden in a mini greenhouse and then had to go to California for some business. We helped ourselves to fresh spinach and Romaine and I made green smoothies for everyone.
Turns out that we were in Mom's town at just the right time! Each Thursday night, down at the Blue Front Cafe, pickers have been gathering to play music together. If there were to be guitars, fiddles, stand-up bass and mandolin, we knew we'd have to dance! We practiced in Mom's tiny living room to make sure we all still knew how.
This town. . . how can I even describe the people there? They welcomed Mark and me with open arms and quietly supported us. They brought us food and checked on my Mom continually, surrounding her with love. Glasses were lifted in honor of Boyd and Mom. We felt so loved and not alone.
Mark once again danced all our feet off. He danced with the ladies from Mom's Bible study. =) They loved it and wanted him to stay and be their dance instructor. If it weren't for his job and family in CA, he would gladly oblige!