(What's The Word June 1 and 2 smitten and mushroom. See if you can spot them.)
Hoo boy, I totally intended to blog yesterday, but I drove my mother to Taos. Expecting to take about six hours, we ended up taking nearly 12 hours. First, there was road construction on the interstate that had us at a creep.
Then we decided to take the "High Road" to Taos which goes over a mountain and through picturesque towns. My mother was totally smitten with the scenery, but it added considerably to our travel time.
Finally my car had had enough of ups and downs, arounds and arounds, slow and fast. By the time we got to Taos, the poor thing overheated. Fortuitously, or heaven-sent, we were within a couple of blocks of an automotive repair shop. The kind gentleman took care of us for nothing, refilling the lost fluids.
He gave me a gallon jug of water and said he hoped we made it back to Albuquerque OK. That was not particularly encouraging.
