Right now we are in Grand Junction, Colorado, on the first leg of a swing through southern Utah and southwestern Colorado. Here are just a few glimpses of our past week:
We saw roadrunner eating a mouse.
We saw a truck on fire. We could see the smoke from a mile away.
We had a rear tire blowout at 72 mph. BANG, thump, thump, thump, thump, everybody screams, etc. Fortunately, the rain had stopped three minutes before it happpened.
We met some cousins we hadn't seen in eight years.
Three of us spent the night sleeping under the stars on our grandparents mountain property. Well, we didn't exactly see a lot of stars; it was cloudy all night, and at about 3:00 it started drizzling. We had been told that there was not a chance of our staying out all night, so we were of course obligated to stay out all night, waterlogged though we were. It at least made for lively breakfast conversation.
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I have been told I am a lot like Puddleglum. From C.S. Lewis's book The Silver Chair, he is a character who reliably looks at the bad side of affairs, but is really very courageous and even has a sense of humor in his own way.
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