I spent the weekend hunkered in enjoying my daughter and husband, simply being immersed in the fabric of my own time and place. It was exactly what was needed. I am still behind in all things on most all fronts and beyond swamped at work. I spent the week in New Mexico and found myself out in the middle of the desert one night at 11:00 pm and was gifted with the most incredible view of the heavens undistorted by light. The stars brilliant against the fabric of night as if each star was personally hung for my eyes alone. I wish somehow I could capture with my camera these prisms-- strewn against the black. I found myself searching for Big and Little Bear, connecting the dippers seeking Polaris. On-top of the Mesa I felt I could simply reach out and gather the stars to me and for that instant I was connected in the stream of what I perceive as universe. I find that the desert grounds me in a way few places do, perhaps it is the sense of openness, the resilience of life that manifests itself despite the harsh environment.

This is the last week of work before we go on vacation, our vacation largely unplanned other than we are going to simply enjoy each other and spend time alone. I think we are going to head out see what evolves. I told Michael my only requirement was that I want to see stars. Easy.