We had a washing machine drain conundrum this morning. Coco turned it on, unaware that Bacon had disconnected the drain last night. Foam like Niagara swathed the utility room. Before it was all over, the plumber came and I moved a refrigerator. Nothing distracts like a real distraction.
The header image above has been adjusted again for your viewing pleasure. The Santa Fe images round out the first three chapters. Chapter Four begins today–high in the Sangre de Cristos.
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