Fargo to San Antonio Day 5
We’re landed, back on North Dakota soil. I love coming into North Dakota this time of day — a time when the sun offers natural fill light, illuminating a vast patchwork of farmland.
And it’s always a little wild, isn’t it? Being in one region of the country in the morning, and finding yourself in another place entirely just hours later.
This morning was a special treat. I took a stroll through San Antonio to find my way to Mass. Here are a few of my favorite shots from my morning walk.
San Antonio, you gave a hearty welcome to this North Dakotan, and I thank you from the bottom of my Peace Garden heart.
I’ve been properly reunited with the bounty of family life now. All of the Salonen chicks and their Papa were at the airport to greet me upon my arrival. After the welcome hug, they eagerly inquired about the trinkets I picked up for them on the journey. Anticipating this, I had them in my carry-on ready to be dispersed: Alamo playing cards, armadillo earrings, a coon-skin hat, a glow-in-the-dark scorpion necklace and scorpion suckers (complete with edible scorpions encased in the middles).
I’m tired beyond belief, grateful beyond measure. Loved San Antonio, but there’s no place like home, huh Dorothy?