Growing with gratitude for life's challenges
We’ve come back to Coon’s Bluff in hopes of seeing the wild horses. The day is crystal blue, without a cloud in the sky. My heart is heavy. I woke up in the middle of the night, with the lines of a poem running through my head. Without turning on the light, I reached for […]
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“Desert Botanical Gardens in Phoenix have mobility scooters on a first come first serve basis!” I told Ric excitedly. I’d been itching to get out again and see more countryside, but my body and his knees have been protesting. The gardens open at 8:00 a.m. and we are forty-five minutes away, so we set an […]
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Travelling with a malfunctioning brain is sure to cause mishaps. We already know from the fiasco in New Mexico trying to find Silver City that I am not be trusted with directions. Well, turns out I am not to be trusted with other things either. The day after we arrived in Arizona, I decided to […]
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“I want to drive the Apache Trail,” Ric indicated as soon as we arrived in Arizona. “It’s a day long trip so we’ll have to make sure you’re comfortable: bring along drinks and food and blankets.” I googled it. It’s a forty-five mile trek through the mountains beginning from Apache Junction, where we are staying. […]
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“Welcome to New Mexico Land of Enchantment” the yellow banner with red lettering reads crossing state lines. We are stopping for the night in Las Cruces, at Hacienda RV park. The park is easy access from the highway, and now that we are on Mountain time, we’ve gained an extra hour in our day. “Let’s […]
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Leaving behind a five-star RV resort with all the amenities, we have moved to a state park on the other end of the Rio Grande: Falcon Lake. We chose Falcon Lake because: a) we were so impressed with Estero, and b) we heard there is good birding here. Only a two hour drive from Mercedes, […]
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Our time on the Rio Grande is winding down, as is my energy, so we decided our last outing would be a mini-bus tour originating at Laguna Atascosa Wildlife Refuge touring the Bahia Grande unit. We had visited Atascosa the week before, but it was too cold, and my legs were not strong enough to […]
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Two days in bed and I’m ready to go again. It’s warm today. The sun is shining, and as seems to be the way in Texas, a strong breeze is blowing. We’re not sure if we’ll be able to see anything today, but our cameras are ready. Weslaco is one town over from where we […]
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Our first visit to South Padre was windy and cold – 4 degrees celsius. I stepped out of the car to photograph the ocean and soon popped back into the warmth. Our winter coats were safely packed and stored under the bus, as we lovingly call our motor home. So we had a quick lunch […]
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Boca Chica is a an expanse of sandy beach where the Gulf meets the Rio Grande, and Texas meets Mexico. It is the last stop, past the border guard post, and is a protected natural area. Apart from a few fishermen, we were the only ones on the beach. By the time we reached the […]
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One Woman's Quest II 