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Farewell, Old Mesilla. (at least for a while)
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Another February morning in old Mesilla, New Mexico. I awake to the soothing sound of the mourning doves, cool, crisp air, and bright sunshine. Temperature might even reach the 70s, about time as I only have another day before heading back to Wisconsin's tundra.It's finally warm enough to do some writing in that adobe guesthouse.