We drove over the Rio Grande River and waved good by to the brown, red, and green adobe style houses in Albequerque, New Mexico. The road away from Albequerque is arrow straight. Since it was basically Rt. 40 all the way, Homer had little to say. We almost had another run in with another tumble-weed, but this one brought me enlightenment. The tumbleweed is misunderstood. They're quite blind, and just roll through their lives doing the best they can. There they are tumbling down the road, minding their own business, when WHAM a car or a truck hits them! I think we should all treat this innocent life-form with respect. They should be allowed to life their lives in peace, so we must treat them with kindness. We MUST approach all tumbleweeds as "catch and release;'
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