We have recently been free enough to start enjoying our evenings and we are noticing the remarkable way the day departs so kindly, gracefully into night. It seems it is our reward for making it through the daytime baking sun.
The sky turns all sorts of different colors,that are not often seen in America, every single night. The brilliant colors turn an arid looking scrub dessert into a thing of true beauty.
It is fun to take walks with the chickens, donkeys, and cows that are always roaming around. We try to be outside and enjoy the close of the day each day since we took notice.
The mountains around here are sort of different. I wouldn’t exactly call them mountains, but we aren’t living on the plains either. We are glad we don’t live in this house.