One Nation, Under God
Leaving Malta, a couple of weeks ago, headed south on vacation, we managed to slip between storms sweeping the country. Except for a stretch of snow-covered highway through Island Park, Idaho, we had dry pavement all the way to the desert.
I doubt we’ll be so lucky on our return trip.
The atmospheric river which I had been hearing so much about this winter is still raging. We’re on the edge of it and we’re nearly in Mexico. Somewhere between here and home, I suspect we’ll have to cross it, but unlike the Missouri, Madison, and Yellowstone rivers, which we crossed on our journey south, there’s...
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