Sometimes, the Sage clan just has to unplug.
So we unplugged, literally, and went to our mesa.
There was no cell phone reception. (I love that.) There was no wifi. There was nothing there but what was meant to be there.
Never mind that Lucky went into full-blown heat two days before we left. Never mind that there was a fire on my mountain. Never mind that my new Merrell Siren Sport hiking shoes blew out after just fourteen days, or that my water bottle opened inside my backpack, and my pack was filled with water.
We explored a new dirt road and a new corner of the mesa. We found pieces of the mesa's history. We watched the sun go down and the stars come out. And we became a part of that mesa....till nothing else mattered but sky and stardust and sand and sage.
I am having a hard time plugging back in. While I try to figure it out, I give you....the mesa.