I’m headed for the Organ Pipe Cactus National Monument.
Once out of town a ways, I start to notice lots of roadside
graves. Every few miles is another grave. These are not just the cheap plastic
flower kind of roadside graves you find
in the north these are concrete, and brick structures. These grave markers are
built to last an eternity. All these
graves are christian. No stars of David, no wicken, no muslim, just christian crosses.
Could some power unknown to atheists like me exist on this stretch of road, or are christians
just lousily drivers? I may never know.
Roadside Grave Marker No Room In The Cemetery For You
The other thing I notice is the border patrol has a huge
presence here. Just aboot every other vehicle is a border patrol vehicle and
before the day is done I go through two road side check points, and are asked if
I am a us citizen.
The monument Organ Pipe Cactus,is magnificent. Unspoiled landscape, huge
saguaro cactus, ancient volcanoes, and
evidence of pyroclastic flow. (I have wanted to use pyroclastic flow in a blog
for a very long time)
Cactus No Touching
Looking Up
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