Driving from West Texas to East Texas, I saw my first River that actually had water in it!
In West Texas I crossed over this cracked, lumpy depression in the ground that was labeled "Colorado River". I said to myself, that can't be THE Colorado River, it must be a joke.
In East TX, the water returns, the trees appear - there are clouds in the sky - it's Bayou Country again, and by the time you enter Louisianan it's getting downright soggy.
Crossed the Mississippi at Baton Rouge Yesterday.
Love Crossing the Mississippi in Either Direction.
The other day when I used the word "testosterone" in the blog - the hits tripled. So how about this? Girls in Bikinis. Let's see what happens...