On the heels of a rough night and morning out here on the high plains of Eastern New Mexico, first light peeks through window panes plastered with snow. The blizzard still rages. Cooper and I venture towards the open Llano Estacado.
I pursue the stuff of dreams. Despite instincts to the contrary, Cooper obliges the whims of his foolish human. The raw power of nature heightens my senses and emotions. Disquietude and a reverential awe fill my heart simultaneously. I take a few moments to savor the feeling. Cooper makes a few tentative forays into the prairie and looks back at me signaling willingness to head home. The relentless pummeling by snow squalls soon finds us seeking shelter from the wind-borne furies. The blizzard buries the prairie and our high plains hamlet.
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|Whiteout On Putnam Drive|
|Contemplating A Prairie Adventure (Cooper)|
|You've Gotta Be Kiddin' (Cooper)|
|Homeward Bound (Cooper)|
|That's Enough (Cooper)|
|Austrian Pine Bouquet|
|Water Hose Donut|
|Our Home Court|