The sun rises later during this time of the year. The clouds in the sky change from orange to pink as we head to the airport. Airline personnel are pleasant, TSA employees less so, some downright hostile. 2 men push in front of me as I am placing my items on the conveyor belt, their rudeness sets my teeth on edge. It is still fairly early in the morning, I am not at my best at that hour.
As we drove through the forest preserve on the way to the airport I noticed the leaves there were changing color earlier than the ones in our lakeside neighborhood. Over the next weeks I looked forward to the trees entertaining us with a beautiful and vibrant curtain call prior to their winter naps.
We are on our way to Santa Fe, a bucket list item of mine. For a number of reasons we didn't feel comfortable going abroad this year so decided to stay domestic. Aside from the historic city itself, the oldest state capitol in the country, there several nearby National Monuments as well as the ancient, by U.S. standards, town of Taos.
I sat by the gate in the terminal hoping that predicated storms would not delay us on our way to our adventure. We soon heard the beautiful words, "Now boarding group 5".
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