You’ve seen a lot of roads in your day, I bet.
By Anna Mitchael
The bowl of goopy cheese was magic, I was sure of it.
The Guadalupe Mountains lie about 500 miles to our west, two hours shy of our friends in El Paso.
My favorite love stories are the ones that almost don't happen.
It's taken close to two decades. Pounds of flour.
We finally moved to town.
I visited my first Texas State Park about three months ago.
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