Day 4 – Trip to Bountiful
Woke up today in our final destination—Albuquerque. But this time, the weekend resident becomes the weeklong resident. Wings Soaring, our ancient caretaker, welcomes us for our extended visit and my spirit lifts.
It is this second life that I step into now, like a comfortable pair of worn jeans. Neatly tucked away since March, it waits for me to return and reveal its bounty. It’s the other side of my mirror that reflects what might be—some day.
Provisions were first on today’s list. That means a two-block walk to the Downtown Farmer’s Market. It is high growing season and the pickings were astounding.
Yellow watermelon, anise-infused berry lemonade, chocolate-almond pastries, field-grown cantaloupe and fresh eggs of brown, blue and white.
Of course, no summer would be complete without homegrown tomatoes, in red and yellow, and beans, in green and yellow. Not to ignore other parts of the color spectrum, there were white potatoes and orange carrots.
We’ve got more fiber than we’ll need for the next three months but I guess it’s fitting that it’s not just the spirit that gets flushed clean on these visits. I guess we’re gassed-up and ready to go.
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