What’s a little dirt...?
On my car that is. Actually, it was a ton of dirt that had me paying way more than I ever have to get the outside and inside of my cobalt blue Kia cleaned.
But it was worth it. Perhaps the dusty flatland of Eastern Oregon and the vast stretches of fields and the Malheur National Wildlife Refuge put on the first coat. It might have been following some 300 head of cattle down a road to get to the visitor’s center.
We added a coat going to find the “flintnappers” in the search of obsidian at Glass Butte. What an adventure.
Then again, the backroads to get to Bethany Winery kicked up some silica. I’m sure that following a winding mountain road to get into Clearlake and later Calistoga, CA put on the finishing touches.
Surely, none blew off when we finally hit the 405 Freeway for the last few hours getting home to Dana Point.
Making memories is worth the dirt. How much dust have you picked up lately? I’d love to hear.