Over Memorial Day weekend I went to visit my Dad in Tucson, AZ to celebrate his 94th birthday. Of course I drove, doing my normal sprint the first day (getting across Texas is an all day affair) and then a meander across New Mexico and Arizona, rolling into Tucson in mid-afternoon on the second day of travel. I took plenty of photos so the next couple of posts will be in no particular order or tie together with any real cohesion. So here we go. Along the highway west of Deming I did the famous screeching stop to photograph this Vista with Trees.
This was in such an desolate area and yet it was "civilized" by the windmill, tank and trees.
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Along the Morning Highway |
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