The alarm clock goes off, and before my feet hit the floor, I’m reaching for my phone to check the Weather Channel. Is it 23 degrees out there this morning or 53? Crazy winter that it’s been. Whatever the temperature, the trees are still gray, and I find my thoughts drifting with ever-increasing frequency to late spring or early autumn and a vacation somewhere out beneath the big sky of the great American West.
Since it’s Saturday, I have a little time to let my imagination run with the notion. So where would I go? Top daydream destinations–what would they be? Continue reading