Now that we’ve been in Mexico for all of a week… I can start to understand what my daughter Kate meant when, after living in California for a few seasons said.. “one of the things I miss most about South Dakota are the seasons…”

In one week, we have not seen a cloud. Every day has started at 62 degrees, peaked at 83 degrees and cooled off in the evening enough to “need” a long sleeve shirt… one of which I am now wearing as I look over a nighttime view of Puerto Los Cabos marina.  Very tranquil.. indeed. No wind. No worries. A few bugs, but not a bad price to pay.

While our family and friends in the midwest anticipate the coming of spring.. we won’t. We can’t. There is not spring.  And I’m sure there is something to be said for weathing a hardship like a South Dakota winter to REALLY appreciate warm weather. So “waay to go” everyone back home. We are cracking a cold one to celebrate the character you you building tonight.