sometimes I forget how much I like this place...

The winters are long and bitterly cold here and so spring, despite the dust and wind storms, means that we get to be outside again.  We love that. 

 

 

Rez with red rock formations behind

Even when the bike chain falls off right away and the wind is so strong that it is impossible to pedal into it and the sand slaps against exposed skin so hard you want to cry. 

Hang in there, kids, summer will be here soon.