A Whiff of Home, a Spark of Gold You know, there are some places that just stick to your soul, aren't there? That particular scent of a summer evening, perhaps, or the way the light hits the mountains just so. For me, these moments, these sensory echoes of a cherished place, often send my mind wandering, dreaming of ways to keep that feeling close. I was thinking the other day about a rather grand road trip I once took, winding through the vast, open spaces and dramatic vistas of the American Southwest. It was all mesquite and red rock and skies that just stretched on forever, painted in hues ...
