
I have watched the grassy openness give way rocks and red soil. Scraggly plants and anemic trees vie for the moisture in the soil. The train rolls through the hills, taking that winding path of streams when it rains.
We're pulling into a siding to let the counterpart train heading East, to pass. Once past, our next stop will be Lemy, NM.
Brian "Buckaroo" Ballinger
Smile!
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Following in the Children's Atlas.
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