Looking out our front window, I marvel at whatever sight might be there that day and I say to myself, "I absolutely L O V E this life.
The freedom to see new sights and make new friends is remarkable. These friends might not be with us for a long time, but we will see them down the road...maybe. But whatever, they will always be friends. Being able to go to bed and have a view of the sky from the bedroom window is magnificent. Bright, brilliant stars and the moon in it's various stages. Then to awake to either quiet, the sounds of the surf or bird's singing it's greetings to the new day.
Peace, peace. Wonderful peace. Sweet peace. God has blessed us with this time of our life and we are both so thankful.
Where but fulltiming can we experience geography and history lessons 365 days a year?
We experience first hand fault lines where earthquakes have occurred and will happen again. We even experience our first earthquake.
In the southwest, rivers carve deep canyons.
There are mines to explore. The list goes on and on.
Two years ago we parked next to a forgotten, sleeping volcano in Amboy, California on Route 66. It was quite an experience to approach the volcano and walk over the hardened lava with the ripples and ridges showing it's path across the desert floor. People view the crater and think it is a curious site. Curious? I don't think so...It is history. OUR history.
When will the Amboy volcano awake, rumble and spew its molten ash around? When will Mount St. Helen's, Yosemite awake?
Petroglyphs are a history lesson in pictures drawn on rocks hundreds of years ago. But, what story are they telling? Do we rely on what other's translations? Do we use our own imagination?
What would the giant redwoods tell us about the history of their lifetime? The flat lands of Oklahoma, Kansas, Nebraska? How about the New England States?
What about the Gulf States? What would they tell us? Would they describe the heartbreak of the thousands of lives extinguished during the Civil War battles? The lives lost in the hurricanes? What would these states say?
The difference in the mountains is striking. In the east, they are covered with trees, shrubs, etc.
In the southwest the
mountains are exposed
sharing the beauty of the
formations, fault lines and
changing colors.
The sounds of full time travel are amazing. We hear the rumble of vehicles that share the highways and byways with us.
The roar of the Pacific as it pounds the shore. 
As the water returns to the ocean. we hear the tick, tick,tick of the pebbles being rolled over and over back to the ocean.At the next location, it is quiet...we hear nothing! Silence...total silence.
These are only a few of the reasons we enjoy our new life of full time motorhome travel. You just might want to give it a try if you have not yet had the experience.
