Cocoposts

The interstate is very bumpy and busy past the Arizona border. It is best viewed from a distance as it stretches out in the distance on the descent from the mountains. Trainline-like lines of tractor trailers move back and forth.  You barely see the car. When you’re on the interstate it’s like that too. Cars are outnumbered by big trucks.

Somewhere west of another place named for Apaches  I see my first glimpse of saguaros waving welcome.

Gadsden Purchase was 45,000 square miles the US ripped-off from Mexico in 1854 for a transcontinental route and a railroad magnate’s aspirations. Mexico pretty much ripped it off from the Apaches who probably ripped in off from the Mogollon and Hohokam and Ancient Puebloans. It never stops. All this within a millennium. 

Subdivisions punch holes in the Sonoran desert. It is an honor and a tragedy to be this close. Like petting an endangered fish. I baby talk to a javalina from the swimming pool. The relentless wheel spins as the desert is blanketed with boxes and asphalt. What will be next, you can’t predict. So breathe the delicate morning air. Enjoy the native desert. Come back when it’s cooler.