Sunday

Quieter, but still an active day. We walked a full three and a half miles in the morning; it was strenuous, but so invigorating.
I had had some trouble sleeping the night before, so it was just as well not to schedule much during the day. We went shopping and did some minor chores, plus some fun work in the backyard. Called Ellen to find out what was going on there. She said she was going to a "packing party," given by a teacher colleague who's moving to Seattle (I should have thought of that before I moved--ha!). I then called Betty to ask about her court case and various. It turns out the guy who swindled her never showed, so is now subject to arrest, I think. Betty is now back in Santa Barbara; it still seems up in the air about her house.
We dressed up (a little) and went to the Farm To Table restaurant for "from scratch," prepared on order dinner. Boy, was it good! The bacon-wrapped figs (with goat cheese), Parmesan fries, and bison burger were to die for, and the beer was good, too.
After, we went to the Mountain Inn of the Gods, a huge and beautiful hotel/casino in a typically beautiful New Mexico setting. Strolled around there, then drove high up in the mountains (me having the vapors in the back seat) to experience stunning views. 
Slept like a baby and woke up to this, my last day here (sob!).