For most of the hours of the day — and most of the months of the year — the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral flats, a heaven for snakes and horned toads, roadrunners and stinging lizards, but a hell for pigs and Tennesseans.


Lonesome Dove (1985)


For most of the hours of the day — and most of the months of the year — the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral...

For most of the hours of the day — and most of the months of the year — the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral...

For most of the hours of the day — and most of the months of the year — the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral...

For most of the hours of the day — and most of the months of the year — the sun had the town trapped deep in dust, far out in the chaparral...