I have just touched down in the greatest country on the planet (arguments from Ozzies will be respectfully considered). All I can say is God Bless America. Its a pity it was a flight and not a manual border crossing in from Juarez where I could then theatrically fall upon the dust and kiss the earth. Nevertheless, planes are far more efficient.
Its amazing to look out the window and see the changing colors. The fall colors. Orange and pinks after a season of perpetual summer. Not that I would badmouth a perpetual summer, it is for me the ideal, but to admire the change is more where I’m at.
I feel more of a personal spring at the moment with the seeds of the investments, experiences, and insights of the past year growing up day and night. Though I know not how. It’s not for me to know, only to look forward to the reaping of the harvest.Tags: Travel, Tag Index