Reading -er, scanning- these posts, and the photo's, are like digging up memories, which I'm, it must be said, too good at. America's a beautiful country, much maligned by too many, tall trees catch wind...policy might be better, but who's ever been perfect?
Nowadays going to America has become too difficult for me, health and "Homeland Security" contribute to my present status as armchair tourist. So I read Tony Hillerman detective stories, some Native American history and, when I can't sleep at night turn on Hopi or a Socorro N.M. country music station on internet radio... and wear beautiful Zuñi or Navajo turquoise and silver. And dreaming to music...(mostly not C&W, Rameau and Ysaÿe fine with me, Benjamin Franklin a star at Versailles parties and Thomas Jefferson bought all the best wine!)
New Mexico upwards all the way to the Canadian Rockies...magic! And nowadays they even make decent wine near Calgary...