

The sun is blazing and this desert part of West Texas has gotten even less than its average 2 inches of rain in the first five months of this year, but there's still plenty of green.
The first shot is from Oma and Opa's neighborhood on the west side of El Paso, the second a leftover from our stop at
Guadalupe Mountains National Park about 100 miles northeast of town.

And then there's one of our own natural beauties. Buddy shed any and all roller coaster-related inhibitions this trip. He went from being as reluctant as his dad the morning of our time at Six Flags to being the only one in our group who wanted another crack at
The Rattler, an all-wood monster that gave everyone else the jitters and achy joints the rest of the day.
He also lost another front tooth this trip - woke up early our first morning in San Antonio and just tugged at it until it came out. We'll have photographic evidence soon enough.