hello from the desert;

Seeing as how I’m in New Mexico, and have arrived at an early hour, I thought I’d take a few minutes to plug back in to the internet world.

Driving across the country is a wonderful way to disconnect. Who needs Facebook when there’s Arkansas and Oklahoma, Texas and New Mexico outside the window?

Not I.

The terrain has slowly transitioned from lush, green hills to wild, dry, and barren. Texas was a stretch of nothing but sky, brown fields, and horse/cattle ranches, with ghost towns at every exit. Abandoned gas stations stood on the right, and old overgrown school buses on the left. There were miles of empty buildings, homes with broken windows and chipping paint. It was, excuse my childish cliche, magical.

I’ve never felt so completely alone, and nostalgic for a town that I had never before seen.

New Mexico has transitioned from the flat plains of Texas to a more rocky terrain, with plateaus and mountains dotting the distance. I’m honestly waiting for a cowboy to ride his horse alongside my car and tell me to ‘stick ‘em up’.

And seeing as how I’m now on mountain time, and the sun doesn’t set until quite late, I’m off to explore what this town has to offer. And maybe photograph a tumbleweed or two..