The Land of Enchantment stretches down the Rio Grande a little bit into Texas. That is what a woman at the museum in Columbus, New Mexico told me. I am…
I saw a buffalo playing! And the cowboy mystique is real in Wyoming. I’d fallen asleep to pelting rain on Janet’s little skylight, but woke to blue sky and sunshine!…
They’re still here, and chased us to a rest stop in South Dakota. A dull and grey morning, but the wind was steady and soft. Lying in the lower foldout…
