Whoowee! It's been hot this week. We've gravitated from the swimming pool, to the air conditioned truck to run errands and back to the air conditioned rig. Denny's been watching college basketball, of course, and I've been perusing beading websites to teach myself the peyote stitch and obtain ideas for making some bracelets--the urge to be creative has returned. Now how all that is going to work with Patches around I don't know. I have visions of hundreds of size 11
Delicas scattered all over the table and floor after one pounce on the table to investigate what "mom" is doing. Not pretty.
The full moon rising over Parker, Arizona. I know we had pretty sunsets in Ohio but out here in Arizona they are almost a given on a daily basis.
Windmills and palm trees--not something you normally see together, right?
This flowering plant at the Superstition Mountain Museum had a plaque calling it a firecracker plant. I'm not sure that's an accurate name. Anyone have any idea of its true name?
The last of sunset in Yuma. This was taken along the route we take to the campground, which is lined with acres of lettuce, winter wheat and cauliflower. We noticed that this year the land owners have started a section of organic crops, yet last night we heard the crop dusters flying nearby and wondered just how organic the fields are going to be.
Last but not least, here is Patches. Patches is not allowed up on the counter tops in the kitchen so this is how she works around that restriction. See, theoretically she's not "on" the counter because her rear paws are still on the chair. Notice her watching me to see if she's going to get away with this. She didn't.
The full moon rising over Parker, Arizona. I know we had pretty sunsets in Ohio but out here in Arizona they are almost a given on a daily basis.
Windmills and palm trees--not something you normally see together, right?
This flowering plant at the Superstition Mountain Museum had a plaque calling it a firecracker plant. I'm not sure that's an accurate name. Anyone have any idea of its true name?
The last of sunset in Yuma. This was taken along the route we take to the campground, which is lined with acres of lettuce, winter wheat and cauliflower. We noticed that this year the land owners have started a section of organic crops, yet last night we heard the crop dusters flying nearby and wondered just how organic the fields are going to be.
Last but not least, here is Patches. Patches is not allowed up on the counter tops in the kitchen so this is how she works around that restriction. See, theoretically she's not "on" the counter because her rear paws are still on the chair. Notice her watching me to see if she's going to get away with this. She didn't.
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As I type this, outside my window, the wind is howling and the snow is swirling. Winter is having one last go at it.
Your photos and your talk of swimming pools and air conditioners gives me hope. :-)
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