And what about the ranch,
the little ranch, in New Mexico?
The time is different there...
--D.H. Lawrence, "A Little Moonshine with Lemon" (1926)
I'm at the top of a mountain, outside the village of Valdez, in New Mexico.
From the lighting fixtures, inside and out, to the solarium on the second floor that affords a 360-degree view of the mountains and sky (and with its own deck), to the air that smells of mesquite and juniper, the place where I'm staying is incredible.
I'll read more of a book by Iain Matthew, abbot of a Carmelite monastery in Dublin: The Impact of God: Soundings from St. John of the Cross.
But for the moment, now that I've seen the sun rise, I'm going back to bed.