While I wasn’t looking, some cosmic trickster teleported me back to Seattle. It’s raining like crazy.
I have a cozy fire going, and I’m trying to look at the weather as a blessing. The desert is so thirsty.
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Cattle drives rarely went more than ten or twelve miles a day, as the cattle had to be given time to rest and graze. A drive from Texas to Montana could take up to five months.
