Just back from five days in Wyoming. It was completely shocking. It snowed the whole time (the old Wyoming joke is “If summer falls on a weekend this year, we’ll go to the park and have a picnic”). I was building snowmen just a few days after hanging out with alligators and sleeping with the window open. I hadn’t seen a rock since Stone Mountain in Georgia, and in Wyoming there was hardly anything else. I was immersed in verdure in New Orleans, and in Wyoming there was not a single green leaf. Amazing that this is one country, as if England and Jordan were parts of the same thing (which, I guess, when England was playing the role we now play, it was). And to top it all off, it was a Latin Immersion Weekend for Wyoming Catholic College which brought me there. It was forty people speaking Latin for the whole weekend. I tell you, the things you find in this country. It’s overwhelming.