She recently spoke to a young woman who had moved to the southwest after living her first decade in the northeast. The young woman said that when she went back to the northeast to visit, she was struck by how much "the sky is smaller there."
Ah. Yes, it is.
After nineteen years in the desert, Herself has grown accustomed to the expanses of emptiness, the mountains in the distance and the weather patterns that can be seen miles and miles away. These are some of the most beautiful aspects of the desert. The trees of the northeast, although also quite lovely, can be confining. They make the sky smaller.
We do love the bigger sky here. In fact, Herself's favorite part of the drive to visit Cherished Friend is indeed that tremendous sky -- the miles slip away so soothingly underneath it.
I would love to be out under that sky at night. Oh, the stars. Perhaps someday, soon.
(On the way home, last visit.)