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17" x 21"
Just what is it about these seemingly endless dirt roads that tug at me. Do they do that to everyone? Do they get to you too? I want to be there. They beckon. On and on they go. It's freedom. In their very quiet, hot and dusty way, peaceful. You're going somewhere or nowhere. Just to the west clouds build and begin to threaten. There is distant lightning. No thunder...yet. Will there be a sudden downpour? Maybe....but very likely not. Out here in the west it's dry and the rain comes in rare bursts that form ruts in roads like this. But mostly they remain dry and dusty and go on forever. Rural roads in the west are just like that.