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(Photo by Sparky 10/03/10)
Here are some shots from last Sunday's drive through the Nevada desert.
It was the most beautiful Nevada trip I've ever been on. One of the most gorgeous drives ever, if fact.
Even beauty gets monotonous, however. I needed some kind of outlet. If you are one of the people I text-bombed, I'm sorry.
(Photo by Smedley 10/03/10)
These pictures have been hopelessly manipulated by an over-zealous photo editor (yeah, ME) because I can't leave anything well enough alone.
But still . . . I like them this way.
Posted at 12:03 PM in Travels With Foolery | Permalink
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I was a willing text bomb recipient, overjoyed to read the family genealogy which included a not-so-veiled reference to turds.
Your family is the best.
These photos are too.
Chesapeake Bay Woman |
October 10, 2010 at 02:59 PM
Meg, the Nevada sky is usually hazy and white with heat on that drive, and everything is various shades of dirt. BUT that was a stunningly beautiful day, for sure.
October 08, 2010 at 12:50 PM
My brothers got the brunt of the text bombing, Marce. Poor guys were just trying to watch the 49ers get creamed and I kept sending them drivel. I thought it was an even trade, actually.
October 08, 2010 at 12:48 PM
Oh, how I wish I was within a day's drive of Las Vegas! I've only ever flown over that desert - it's impressive from the air, but it looks much prettier from the ground.
Meg at Soup Is Not A Finger Food |
October 08, 2010 at 12:34 PM
I love these photos. And I loved the textbomb too.
I waved to you as you went by the OC on the way back up to neverneverORland.
The Glamorous Life Association |
October 08, 2010 at 12:22 PM
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