Sunday morning

This is the view from our camp site.  It is Pedernal Mesa, a land mark that Georgia O'Keeffe painted many times.  This morning the skies are a little clear and the mesa had a necklace of clouds around it, very pretty.

I couldn't resist finding this image on line of one of her paintings of it.

Yesterday we went to LosAlamos with John and Jane, the secret home of the atomic bomb of WWII. It's not secret anymore, and the National Laboratory is doing all kinds of research.  The museum was very interesting including such things as the evolution of the computer and growing and using algae as a source for bio fuels, and of course, the history of the Manhattan Project.

Did I mention that it's been raining here? historic rains.  All the flooding that has happened in Colorado is coming from the same storms that we have been having.  Last night, a friend of Jane's from Ohio who now lives around here (in fact, she was our tour guide for the O'Keeffe house) came to their campsite for dinner.  John finally got the wet wood lighted for a fire and the veggies and brats were ready to cook over the fire.  The wind picked up, changed direction, and started to move some very ugly rain into our little corner of the world.  We could see the storms all the time, because you can see wide expanses of sky, but they weren't bothering us until we had everything out on the picnic table and the food was almost cooked.  We all voted to change the location for our eating to our RV, on the other side of the campground circle.  We brought everything to the Phoenix Cruiser.  Jane finished cooking the smokey veggies on the stove and we settled in for a nice dinner, much warmer and drier than at the picnic table.  That's the most people we've ever served inside - five.  With Grandma Swain's folding table, it worked out really well.

We're resting a little today, but have several other sites to see in this area.  More another time.