...and historically charming! An oasis in the desert with gentle rains over the patio garden, sipping columbian coffee taking in the decor of a time gone by. The shade of the pine and the lush green vines made me feel transported to a nurtured haven for rest. The "quilt room" was stocked with water, coffee, tea, sodas, finger snacks, and southwest original paintings, an old wooden blanket chest... I wrapped in a white robe and nested! Thank you Pati- breakfast was scrumptious! True hospitality ! The Lord Reminded me : " I am the vine- you are the branches... Without me there is no fruit! "He has gifted you with hospitality!