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| Highway 3, New Mexico |
I was driving down Highway 3 from Interstate 25 toward Duran.
I wasn't all that far from Villanueva when I heard a soft thump on my car's underbelly. Noted it and didn't think too much about it. But then there it was again. .
I glanced in my rearview mirror for a clue, but saw nothing.
But then as I looked more closely on the road ahead, I saw it. Saw them.
Grasshoppers, lots of 'em.
Hahahahaha!
Reminded me of that year when my daughter was in a play in Arrow Rock, Missouri. We spent a lot of time on the road between Jefferson City and Arrow Rock. There was a lot of rain that year, and as rehearsals and then performances proceeded, we began to see long stretches of road with squashed frogs on them. Turtle refugees crawling across the asphalt. Streams rising. All of which were omens of the 1993 flood that followed.
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