Tuesday, July 14, 2009


...and on we go. The road stretches farther and ahead we see some magnificent metal horses pulling a primitive wagon into perpetuity. We poke around in a creek bed there and I find some cool sparkly rocks.

A tiny little town whose name I do not know has several stone buildings. This one was something commercial at one time and is now abandoned. I look at the temperature gage to see if somehow, by some miracle, the temperature is 80 degrees or so. If it is I am going to tell Steve we are going to buy this stone building and live in it. It still registers 110 so that plan is off.

...and ahead a windmill turns briskly in the scorching desert breeze.

After a few minutes trying to photograph the windmill in motion and being amazed at the number of bees, wasps, butterflies and dragonflies flitting in and out of the water tank we have visitors.

...to be continued...

1 comment:

Terri and Bob said...

Geez that BULL (?) looks mean. Great scenery!