This past weekend my father-in-law held the grand opening of his gas station-turned art gallery in Marathon, TX. Marathon is a sparsely popoulated desert town about 40 miles from Big Bend National Park, and the Mexican border. It feels like another world. I welcomed the absence of clocks, media, air conditioners, stores. Instead, life in Marathon is made up of hard and practical work, followed by home-grown entertainment- art, bonfires and jam sessions under the big starry sky.
These next few posts will give you a taste for my experience of Marathon.
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I love these photos, thanks for sharing this personal experience and that is a cute pic of u :)
Tina
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