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Monday, October 15, 2007

The Salt

I forgot to clip the edges of this one so you see it hooked on my wonderful "Soltek" easel. This ancient cedar snag is still here waiting to fall off the cliff. Our kids first learned basic driving skills in the cinder pits in Arizona's rugged White Mountains, but then had to "drive the canyon" with their father and me as passengers before we'd let them take their State driving test. Their dad liked to read the newspaper during these trips, ( I think to keep from jumping out), and I would be huddled in the back seat clutching a barf bag. I remember one time as our son was careening around one of a multitude of hairpin turns, his dad calmly looked up and said, "you may want to use the brakes."

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