We started with worship.
And then we drove east, and south.
Wide open spaces.
Through Roswell.
(I confess, I don't understand, not a bit, all that UFO hype. It didn't exist at all when I was growing up in NM. At first, driving into Roswell, I was amused. There were UFO's at the Sam's Club gas station, aliens at the entrance to KFC. By the end of town, I was mostly annoyed...)
And onto Artesia.
(That is The Rustler. Kudos to Artesia for great public art!)
It was a pretty nice Sunday drive.
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