Most Beautiful Thing

          I grew up in the Berkshire Mountains of the northeast.  Every time I tell people here in the Land of Enchantment that I'm from Massachusetts, everyone assumes I'm from Boston.  I tell them that actually I live about as far away from Boston as possible and still live in the state.  Most people have never even heard of the small city that is near my even smaller town.

          The mountains that I grew up in hid most of the horizon, it was rare that I had a view of the entire sky while I was growing up.  Moving out here has completely changed that as anyone who has been out west can imagine.  One of the most amazing things that my mother and I experienced on the drive from MA to NM was the expanse of horizon we saw in Texas and into New Mexico.  Yesterday on I25 South Ben and I watched thunderstorms roll in from from the West.  I watched lightening strike and at one point counted ten different storms.  Talk about Enchantment, I couldn't take my eyes away.  It was nature at one of it's most glorious moments: