I'm going to be traveling like crazy for the next several weeks, so last week Anne and I took a couple days off to have a quick two day getaway. We went out to this hotel in the desert that we like, and spent about 36 hours sitting by the pool, doing a whole lot of nothing. It was glorious.
The thing about driving out to the desert is that you spend a fair amount of time on the Interstate, where truck stops are as abundant as country and mariachi music on the radio. The thing about going into truck stops is that you get to see some magnificently awful clothing and gift options that would have to be invented, if they didn't already exist.
BEHOLD:
(Click image to embiggen at flickr.)
If you desperately wanted an apparently hand painted dreamcatcher featuring spirit wolves, horses, and other ... things, now you know where to find them.
I sent this picture to Paul and Storm, because something this amazing couldn't be kept to myself. Storm replied, "the internet uses every part of the wolf."
He's right, you know.
