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| 2012 not 2023 - My Oliver Lee Memorial State Park campsite. Near Alamogordo, New Mexico. Credit: Mzuriana. |
I landed at Oliver Lee Memorial State Park the last day of July. Feeling sentimental about being here.
Twelve years ago, I lived at the campground for two weeks while waiting for the appointed date to move in to my Alamogordo apartment.
Indeed, upon my arrival the other day, I put up the very same tent and laid out the very same tablecloth that I did in 2012. I still have the folding table and the green-lidded bin. And the coffee mug. The Playmate cooler with its handle is released somewhere in the universe.
This go-round, I got all red and sweaty putting up my tent in the dog-day, 95-degree heat. Had to pace myself.
Before I get into some other sweaty details, I will share the glorious joy of the ever-changing drama that the park performs on its massive 360-degree living stage.
The slide show below showcases how the light moves across the lines of the terrain, and the sunsets, the sunrises, the moonrise, the vastness of the Tularosa Basin, the folds of the mountains.
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