The gentleman showed me a large basket that was just filled with potsherds from the native Zuni, Laguna and Acoma Indians that had to have been hundreds, if not thousands of years old. He picked them up out of the pasture just to the northeast of his house. Being trampled on by cows after summer rains and spring thaws. He's been picking them up for about 7 years. Now, how cool is that, I ask you.
The drive there and home was a delight. Best of Eagles CD played at top volume. I know pretty much every word. I wailed on it, too. I was glad for Ted's Jeep with the 4WD..I needed it for that road. Bigredtruck is a 2WD and would've been slip-sliding away...and I didn't bring any Paul Simon CD's....I have to get his Jeep washed now, tho'.
Anyway. I had a shiny, great day. Got paid well. Got to see some of God's best handiwork. Got to listen to my tunes, totally uninterrupted (no cell service out there, friends). It was a good day.