I agreed saying, “I am so out of shape. I haven’t
been riding my bike like I used to. But I eat a lot of
chocolate, I wonder if that jaw action counts as a work
out?”

The sun moved towards its resting-place for the
evening and the gathering clouds were painted in shades of
purple and lavender. Outlining each cloud was a thick,
bright silver line. As we approached the flat lands of the
desert and moved forward towards the gorge, two crows flew
back and forth in front of our car.

I remarked, “Hey look, just like the Casteneda books.
I hope those crows are friendly greeters, and not some