On our roundabout way home from the Pawnee Grasslands, we stopped for a beer in Sterling, CO. On the way out of town, a run down motel caught Mara’s eye, and she and her mom spent almost an hour poking around the odd half-renovated, half-dilapidated exterior. I ate snacks out of a bag in the car. I think they were nuts. (That sentiment might apply to more than the food.)



















Did you just call Mara a nut? I love these images. Lynn
Mmmmmm…. maybe? (Yes.)