I-40 picked up the old Rte. 66 somewhere along the way, maybe Little Rock, maybe Oklahoma City. But it is the 100th anniversary of Rte 66 so I enjoyed thinking about my parents driving on part Of it in. St. Louis at least. Here we continued from Santa Rosita to Gallup NM, then left both highways to go north to CO.
Without cars this springtime blocking the view, the flowers are just out there for their own pleasure.
I sure do miss the tourists!
Black Mountain Beautification group does a great job clearing out the beds for flowers to bloom. I don't know that this is a pump house...it has that strange looking vat outside the door. I wonder what is really inside. Ha, there's even a window that a brave enough soul could peak inside! Not I.
Thanks to my friend, Tim, for picking up some groceries as he was driving right past a nearby store and left them on my porch. You never know how much you want a fresh piece of fruit, and now I've got one! The bananas have all been frozen, and I had a great smoothie for supper last night.
And for the musical folks...adding a bit of Playing for Change this morning to a post that's already gone out. Honkey Tonk Woman. YES!
