These are only a smattering of what one will see when driving in the Southwest. The desert looms long and large. The desolation is humbling. Storms, when they occur, are epic. One can drive on an Interstate, fergawdssake, for well over a hundred miles without an oasis to buy a Pepsi or an oatmeal creme pie - or, even, sit down for a proper yew-know-what without perching on a stainless steel commode sans seat. Yet, it's beautiful and it beckons.