Driving home from Santa Fe with Erin today, I noticed a bunch tumbleweeds being blown across the interstate.  I think one big tumbleweed may have been a mule deer or an elk, but I may be wrong.

This wind is abusive.  I’m looking out the front door at what’s supposed to be a clear and cloudless sky and all I’m seeing is light brown and I can barely see the mesa across the highway.  It is miserable out here.

That’s all.