One of These Days

A day off is almost unheard of in my life lately.  I find myself in "hurry mode" so often it has become the normal for me.  Today, however, is a day off of work, a glorious southwestern New Mexico day off.  Just in time, too.  I was needing it.

Crows above the Playa- they made me laugh, as though arguing over which direction to take.

There is a dry lakebed along I-10, around here called a "playa," that captures rain water and holds it on the surface for weeks.  The dirt is alkali and makes terrible dust storms when it's dry, but when wet fascinates me.  Waterfowl rest there as they migrate and the reflections of the sky in the water mixed with the clumps of grass create a strange landscape all the way to the distant hills.  Every morning I pass it on my way to work and tell myself that I'm going to stop and soak it in "one of these days."

The Playa in October

One of these days..  One of these days I'll be dead.  I decided that today I would go take a long look at the playa.  So I did.  And it was lovely.  There's a painting lurking among the water and the grasses and I think that one of these days......  Sigh

Thanks for stopping by!  Alice