After White Sands & our failed attempts to visit mom's former homes on the bases in New Mexico, we headed west to Arizona.
This is one of the two times we ran into rain during our trip.

This was an encouraging sign at the rest area we stopped at:

We reached our campsite very late that night. We stayed at
Picacho Peak State Park.
The peak in Picacho Peak:

Self-portrait &
saguaro cacti:

(BTW: This photo was taken at 6:30 . . . IN THE MORNING . . . ON MY VACATION!)
In the distance, beneath the mountains, is the Interstate & the train tracks. Did you know that trains run at all hours of the night . . . and that you can hear them from quite a distance away?
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