Yesterday we saw what seems to have become a limited quantity in Taos this winter: sunshine. Not a milky sky that purports to be "sun", but the real deal. Sunshine so bright the snow looked alive with jewels everywhere you looked. Sunshine so bright our skies were that incredible blue we're famous for. Sunshine so bright I spent the day smiling and feeling like I had suddenly lost a huge weight off my shoulders. We were all smiling...even the dogs...no kidding.
I took Sascha for a walk so we could enjoy the wonder of it all. In some places, I sank into snow up to my knees (that would be 22"). She all but disappeared, but has learned to frog leap from one spot to the next, hoping for more shallow ground on the next landing. We made snow angels, and I wished I could manage a camera while wrangling one wiggly Rottweiler on a long lead. It was pure joy. It was why I love to live here. Nature at her most stunning.
I know this may seem to be a silly posting, but it has been so grey and depressing here, I had to share this. I have been feeling like someone has put a dark blanket over me for months, as you may have noticed since I've had little inspiration for posting.
Notice to El Nino: you can go back to where you came from, we're over it.