Here I am in Clovis New Mexico on a Sunday morning. Getting ready to check out of my motel in a couple of hours. The sun came up about 5:45 this morning, so of course I, as always, got up with it. Yesterday at this time it was already 84 degrees in Brownwood TX, here it is now 44 degrees. Part of it is probably due to the 4100 ft elevation. The difference is remarkable. I will soon be headed to Santa Fe NM for a three-day layover.
Here are some pictures of Clovis from my room window.
Getting to the title of this post. Sadly, because of my fixation of the road congestion and speed, I didn’t take the time to try to discover the good side of Texas. On my previous post, Linda pointed them out to me in one of her usual poignant comments. I just wanted to get out of that stuff as I discovered that it was a trigger point for my Aspie traits.
But before I left I wanted to try and get to know at least one small town in the State. That town is Muleshoe Texas. After so many very small and mostly abandoned towns for 200 miles before it, I was surprised as to its diversity. I first hit the airport. I didn’t see any planes there, but I did see the runway. After that was a stockyard filled with probably 500 cows, some laying on 8 foot tall piles of manure. To me, it was a disturbing sight, but I’m sure the locals are used to it. There were silos everywhere, so someone in the area must grow grains, although I never saw it.
Here are some captioned pictures including the downtown area of Muleshoe.
They did have a gas station in Muleshoe, so I stopped to get some ice for the cooler. They only had four bags, but I only needed two. It is getting close to check out time here so I better close out this post.
I have decided that Muleshoe is my favorite town in Texas, probably because it is only a dozen miles from the New Mexico border. 🥴. In about 4 hours I will be in Santa Fe for my three-day respite. I really need one.
Excuse me in advance for any typos here. I seldom release a post as soon as I write it.