Stolen Minutes

I recently had the opportunity to “steal” a few more moments of summer. While fall is in full swing here in beautiful Washington State, the sun is still shinning in Las Vegas Nevada! It was so nice just to feel the hot air on my cheeks and to bask in the warm glow of sunshine. Of course, I came home to cold, clouds and rain…. This is Washington after all….

I grew up in the desert. There isn’t anything quite like the scent of sage and sand baking in the sunshine, or the vision of red rock jutting up from the earth against pale blue skies in all its quiet majestic glory. I never thought I would but I miss the desert, terribly. I thought for sure when I moved to Washington that I had found myself in heaven. I love the mountains, the endless pine trees, the thick, lush, green undergrowth and ferns. The weather is mild in both summers and winters and we don’t receive a lot of snow. There are ocean beaches to enjoy, mountains to explore and cities bursting with activity, hustle and bustle. I am finding that I miss the rhythm of the desert; it’s much slower than the high energy of Seattle. There is something about just walking through the sage brush, the smell of juniper, the heat from the sun kissing your skin.