Friday morning looked like this. The stuff was roughly four inches deep and sticky-wet, like heavy cotton candy I imagined, as if I’ve ever tasted any. Instant snowball makings, anyway. I walked up to the top of the driveway, decided the Vibe would never make it out, and cleared the windshields of both vehicles so [...]
Dodge Dakota
Taos out of sight down in the valley past the last green ridge
On Sunday I drove us up here in the Dodge Dakota. The 4.7 L V-8’s dual exhausts throbbed and rumbled all the way through Talpa, along the Rio Grande del Rancho, and up into the mountains on sweeping, empty curves past patches of snow and fallen rocks. Every damn stump looked like a bear. The [...]
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