It’s Saturday April 26th and we’ve been in Los Alamos almost two weeks. Once again we have had a
relaxing week. I did a few projects on the motorhome and Millie did some
sewing, using Ray Anne’s large dining room table as a sewing table. Millie is
very talented; she made a dress on Rae Anne’s machine in the time it took me to
troubleshoot the bobbin winder on her motorhome sewing machine.
I installed a receptacle in the living area behind the
driver’s seat. I had to do the same thing with the old motorhome; I don’t know
why the manufacturers neglect to serve this area with power. In the process of
doing the receptacle I inventoried all the receptacles in the coach. I
discovered that the three receptacle circuits are not balanced very well. Two circuits
on the passenger side are lightly loaded and the third circuit is the one we
use the most. I have studied the area within which I can route wires and plan
on separating the driver’s side into three separate circuits the next time we
stop in one location for a few days.
Everyday I take the girls walking on the National Forest
trails that pass close by our parking spot. Maggie and Dixie
don’t talk much so it gives me lots of time to contemplate the great mystery of
how this rugged but beautiful landscape was created. New Mexico has some of the most fascinating
landscape that we’ve seen anywhere, most of it is uninhabited and just the same
as it’s been for millions of years.
As you know there are two predominate theories as to how the
earth and the universe where created, both equally farfetched to my simple way
of reasoning. The religious simply state; God did it. The scientist’s say 13.82
billion years ago the whole universe was densely packed into a pinpoint and it
exploded.
I’m not going into the faith based explanation, the rugged
mountains have me in a pragmatic state of mind and New Mexico sure looks to me like it was created
in a cataclysmic event. The physical evidence all around me makes the explosive
theory sound logical and many learned people have studied it and provide a
chain of evidence to support the theory. My ponderance is this; before the Big
Bang when all the matter of the universe was packed into one point, where did
the point come from?
While you’re mulling that over, let me finish by blaming my mental
wandering on this land of enchantment, the western mountains made John Denver a
folk singer and me a philosopher. It is an intriguing place and I like
exploring here more each time we visit, but I’m not planning on leaving the beach
anytime soon, there’s still snow in the mountains here!
This morning the whole family got up early and participated
in a 2 mile dog trot to raise funds for the local animal shelter. Evan and
Marcus went the easy way, riding in strollers pushed by their parents. Dixie who
has never fully recovered from being hit by a truck started lagging after one
mile and rode the rest of the way in one of the strollers. Maggie walked almost
the whole way, I carried her for about one hundred yards at the halfway mark
and she was ready to go again.
High winds are expected for the weekend here, but we hope to
be able to leave on Monday. As nice as it is here, we can hear the open road
calling and we just gotta go!
UPDATE: As I write this on Saturday evening the wind is
blowing 30-40 mph and gusting to who knows how fast. But that’s all good; it’s
blowing the snow that’s falling into the next county!
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