I'm still hanging out here with Cheryl, and soon I won't be. It's time for both of us to hit separate roads. But, first, we have stuff to do!
Like, the Las Cruces farmer's market.
|Not for sale at Living Harvest Bakery. Just buy the bread.|
Does this giant kettlecorn bag make my butt look big?
Downtown Las Cruces has a small, but respectable, desert museum. And, it's free! And, it's cool in there! So, I stopped whining.
|Collared lizards: You'll never take me alive, see? You dirty rat.|
|Desert tarantula. Not the Arizona blond you're so used to seeing.|
|The Wool We Worth...misty watercolor memories|
My plan is to point toward Silver City, more or less, if I don't head generally, non-specifically toward Cloudcroft. But, if I do, that's definitely where I may go.
Nina and Paul make Pie Town sound like a can't miss stop, and they recommend The Pie Town Cafe. Sue, on the other hand, followed the cars to Pie-O-Neer. Maybe I'll stay long enough to try them both. C'mon. It's pie. Is it really going to be bad?