Three Years

It's been three years now since we moved to Santa Fe. In that time we've made our house and garden into a real home, developed some nice friendships with a few neighbors, explored the southwest all over, eaten some really good meals, and settled in.

The world around us has changed in these three years. A pandemic, of course, which has upended absolutely everything. A first grandchild on the way next winter. Those are the big changes.

After three years and with our explorations suspended because of the pandemic, I find there isn't much to write about. My life, which was so new and different at first, now consists of watering struggling plants, moving plants, zoom book groups, and a lot of time napping. We don't go anywhere, have little actual contact with people, and aren't seeing new sights.

It's hard to keep blogging about that. But we'll see what a fourth year in New Mexico brings . . .