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comfort in the desert
Melissa drove from Minnesota and picked up Madalyn in Alburquerque, then us in Santa Fe. We were crammed in buried to our necks in luggage and groceries, but completely merry about it all. I demanded conversation to keep my claustrophobia at bay and Madalyn told us how she had been staying at a place in Albuquerque where they kept a pet pig (the product of a failed realtionship) and the guy who owned it slept with in his bed. She sailed tall ships for a living and was really interested in what people wanted to name their children, I believe she liked Jasper.
We arrived, got the lowdown from Ron and then got separated into groups and thrust into the arms of our “Den Mother” Griffin. He gave us a tour, in a fantastic world weary way that only a Virginian, pot smoking, earthshipper can. We were housed in “the Towers”, some others in the “Simple Survivals”. The other group got shipped 30 minutes away in “the Castle”.
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Anne showed me the blog. So nice to see you area both we’ll. such nice photos.
Hi Katie, so nice to hear from you. I hope all is well with you back home.
I am really liking all the posts a welcome visit when i get home from work. The photos are excellent keep them coming.
Thanks so much Scott, that means a lot to me, I feel like everyday old x-e1 and I are getting better acquainted!
Now Jo and Dylan you must keep posting, the daily visit to your holiday is fantastic.
Haha yes ma’am! I’m a week behind so have to put the nose to the grind stone after ever construction session to keep up the content for you guys! It’s fun to relive the week before though. Such sore arms today from plastering!