Wednesday, June 30, 2010
THOUGHTS FROM THE BORDER CAFÉ: NEVADA-UTAH STATE LINE - US 50
They see us though. And, as we race by on the blacktop we’ve laid, between fences we’ve strung, inside cocoons of plastic and metal and glass, they laugh at the immediacy of our every need and weep over what we’ve done to our precious mother.
And they wait – wait until we simply go away.
Or so I suspect.