A tree can be a hangin tree, a rose, a thorny stem...

Aus. Jetzt. Schnell. Weiter.

RUN!

The scenery changes into soemthing more pleasant. Something...emptier. Vast spaces of broken farmland, the earth looking like it has gave way to a heavenly hammer. Scrubs litter the area, cattle create long trails of dust, rising, disappearing over the long ranges. The steppes rise and fall, the winds carry an occasional tumbleweed across the road, and the sun keeps a steady heat on my cheek.



We're all running away from something today. But what are we working towards? I'm not even sure I know that. Enlightenment? I thought so this morning when I first entered New Mexico. We ran along our solid, snaking path, crested a hill, and the air seemed to scoop my spirit up a bit. We ran along into the valley, and the hills swept up along our sides, like the earth was cupping us in its massive hands, guiding us along to where we are supposed to be.



Life was grand for a few hours, strumming the engine along the road, each crest, each curve brought a more spectacular view. Each brought a new hope. Smiling at Eins, we roared over the barren, beautiful land, Credence on the radio, thoughts of nothing but the view rolling through our heads.




Happiness.
If only for a while.
She's dreaming right now, laying next to me, letting out muffled yips and twitching her eyes and ears. She's still happy.


Temptation for a side trip, anyone?


Oh noes! A mack with those stupid teeth radiator screens. notice my concern.
Gimme a cactuar, now that's something to fear!


Sasquatch & The Scrublands.


The poets were wrong. The artists and photographers, even myself, have all failed. It's gotta be seen in person. It's not breathtaking, I will admit.

It slams a new breath into your lungs, like a straight shot of intraveineous caffiene, your eyes bolt open, your ears unpop, and you see. You feel the slopes drawing you in, the outlying adobe houses tickle your senses, and you can't help but want to keep going on and on, but stay in the same spot for a nice long time.

And into Santa Fe. No pictures of the city though, batteries died. Besides, cities are easily seen.

but...maybe...



Maybe tommorow will be a new day.