We left Texas before dawn, heading east. The roadsides had slowly changed from the scrub brush and saguaro cactus, low brown hills rising into stunted pines and the occasional Palo Verde. The flat expanse of New Mexico and Western Texas began to show wildflowers.
Bright flashes of purple, yellow, a spot of orange along the road. In Texas, families stop …
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