Luke came to visit me this past week and we had a wonderful time together. Luke is one of the most positive, confident, and hilarious people I have ever met. I really like who I become when I am around him. He will be a dear friend forever and ever.
He got to go skiing (which I still have not done). We visited the Gorge Bridge, of course, and ate at delicious restaurants. When we weren't eating at delicious restaurants, Luke was cooking us delicious food. He made cauliflower au gratin, candied shallots, gruyere cheese covered zucchini, and saltimboca chicken. I spent the last five days in food heaven, and now I have decided that I absolutely need to teach myself to cook. Hopefully no fires will occur and no dishes will break.
The last night that Luke was here, Bobby, one of the owners, secured us a free trip to Ojo Caliente. Ojo is a mineral and hot springs resort for fancy schmancy people. We felt like royalty as we soaked underneath the full moon and watched shooting stars.
I got a little upset one night and complained to Luke about all the loneliness and how I feel as if I am turning colder on the inside. In perfect Luke fashion, he was able to bring up the positive side of all of it while simultaneously showing that he felt sorry for me (that combination of reactions has become necessary for me, unfortunately). At one point after I had been blubbering for a while, he looked at me and said "What you are doing is SO cool, do you realize THAT?! I mean, you are making a quilt at 23!!!" It wasn't the most comforting thing for him to say, because, well, grandmothers make quilts. It did make me laugh a whole lot, and I ended my pity party.
Anyway, here is evidence of my quilt making:
Its being made from my favorite sheet of barren trees and a leaf print. I now have three horizontal rows complete. It takes a long time, but hey- I have got plenty of that!
Luke!
Its Luke and I on a billboard! (don't bother looking closer, its not really us- I just forgot to take pictures at Ojo, so this is our only memory!)
that tree right there is my favorite in all of Taos
If you look close you can see the Gorge
view of my tiny town on the way home from Albuquerque
This place feels like home now.
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