It’s amazing how similar the landscape here is to home. Superficially, one might say it’s quite different — more trees, bluer greens, redder browns, and bigger cacti.  But it’s a similar semi-arid landscape of rolling hills anchored by dry creek beds that occasionally fill. Here, they are arroyos. At home, they are coulees.

Upon arrival yesterday, John showed me a trail head into a massive network of trails developed by the local residents. I headed out around 11:30 and hiked for a couple of hours. The weather was perfect, not too sunny or warm. I walked until I ran out of obviously trail and then found my way back. I picked the wrong path a few times and had to keep reminding myself I was only misplaced, not lost, so long as I could get back to a point where I was still on the right track. 🙂

What a lovely way to spend a few hours!