Quick entry today. I hung around Carlsbad, working on music and other projects. Somehow, I had completely missed that the Pecos River flows through Carlsbad (in my defense, it’s on the outskirts of town), so I checked out the other side. There’s a tiny, picturesque riverwalk, with new stucco buildings and actual shady spots. I ordered breakfast from the rustic café in the complex. Not nearly as good as El Jimador. Too many napkins.
My day snuck by me, and before I knew it, it was time to leave town. I drove south, crossing the border into Texas and yawning incessantly. I don’t know why, but I’m beat. I’m camped for the night near the Guadalupe Mountains, which I will explore more thoroughly tomorrow.
Your picture is a view of Carlsbad that Jeff and I did not see. We also did not realize that the Pecos River was there. We only saw the desert. Nice picture. I hope you got caught up on your sleep and were able to enjoy the Guadalupe Mountains. No snow there, I hope! Maybe you are tired because your body is getting used to not so much caffeine from Diet Coke! Have a swig once in a while. Love, Grandma