I wrote earlier today about Maria’s refusal to return the leftover pennies (we were wrapping them to go from the Piggy Bank to the real bank) and Maria felt badly for the pennies and did not want to lock them up in the dark again.

They’ve been inside of that bank for years, she said, they must be going crazy. So they have gone into a jar and are up on the windowsill gallery, looking out at the barn.

Maria, who empathizes with rocks, couldn’t bear the thought of putting the coins in a dark space again, so for the moment, the pennies have a good view of the barn and the pasture. I like them there. I loved this discussion, and the video that followed it,  we had a lot of fun with it. I think the pennies are happy in their new home.

We rolled all of our coins to help pay for a planned trip to New Mexico in October. Yes, we know about George O’Keefe and the wonderful museums and all the good stuff to see in Taos and Albuquerque and in between.  We had  more than $600 in the piggy bank, and that will help pay for the plane tickets.

I can’t wait to take photos of the desert, but I also know I will want to get a wide-angle landscape lands for the photos I want. More trading and haggling with B& H. Photo. Maybe the pennies will want to come with us. My life is never boring.