“WHAT is THAT?!” I pointed to several inches of squished exoskeleton with lots of pointy legs. Chris called back from the other side of the car, “I don’t know, but here’s a bigger one!”
We found lots of interesting things at Texas rest stops, like a wide selection of fried pork fat. I opted for the pecan brittle instead.
From Katy we’d driven up to Dallas, through Fort Worth, and then it was wagons west to Midland.
Isaac and Eloise were overjoyed to see their cousins again, meet their Midland racing turtles, and enjoyed delicious smoked brisket and salmon from Justin’s smoker! Thank you for the warm Midland welcome!
March to the Waves
Yamato in the Fall
Sometimes My Kids Hate Me
Cherry Blossom Boy