As colder temperatures descended upon Colorado in November, I began to get restless. It felt unnatural to stay in one place as the season changed after years of full-time RVing had taught me to migrate to warmer weather like the birds.
My mind drifted back to my happy place-- Bosque del Apache National Wildlife Refuge in New Mexico, the Land of Enchantment. I missed the sights and sounds of those magnificent sandhill cranes, and missed my volunteer and staff friends there.