I love Colorado. Yes, there was a time when I was a teen that I dreamed of nothing better than leaving it, moving to Paris to play cello in an attic, or to California to lay and the beach and be "discovered". (Hey, little pudgy Latina's have dreams too ya know. ) And yes, Firelord and I used to talk about selling it all and sailing away, or at least moving to the coast. We've put down roots now, while future grandchildren might lure us from here, we're in Colorado for the duration.
Still, there are other beautiful places in the world, and it's lovely to visit them. This week we're in Texas. We spend a night with friends in Sherman, and I have to say, north Texas is lovely in March. The pear trees are blooming and the air smells of sweet pine and flowers. Now we're in College Station for Texas A & M's Physics festival. The air is so warm! Colorado is below freezing, but here, everytime I step outside I'm shocked by the caress of almost tropical breezes. Ahh....
The physics festival is just getting started, but last night's speaker was fascinating. Firelord commented that he finally understood why we couldn't tell how big the universe is, and Lego Kid discovered that it's ok to not understand about Dark Matter and Dark Energy, since the best physicists in the world are a bit stumped too.
The hobbit in me misses home, even before I've left it. But this place is pretty nice too. :-)