I want to give readers a chance to get to know me. To feel as if we were sitting together outside on my patio with a cup of tea, talking about our lives. It is these kinds of conversations that let us get a deeper understanding of one another, of what makes us who we are. I want to show you what I do and why I love it.

The Sangre de Cristo Mountains (In Spanish translates to the “Blood of Christ”) —are just behind our home. This mountain range is the southernmost subrange of the Rocky Mountains. They run from southern Colorado to northern New Mexico. I hike or ride a horse in them most days, and when there isn’t snow on the ground the earth is a blood red color.

At 57 years old, I feel like I’ve returned to the beauty and rhythms of nature.