Packing, cleaning, wrapping up, and reloading the Xterra – it’s time to move on. Feeling ready but oddly nostalgic, I found myself sitting quietly in the sunlit living room, saying goodbye to the hacienda and to Las Cruces. Goodbye to the sharp profile of naked mountains against brilliant skies. Goodbye to this landscape where water is so intertwined with success and survival, especially the variable Rio Grande.
Travels with Jennie 
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