I came from the rolling hills of the midwest back to the desert... where the monsoons have been over-abundant. Walking around my parents land is a damp, weed-navigating experience. The plants are up to my elbows already. It never ceases to amaze me what water does out here. I enjoy the green blush on the hills, and Ruby is ecstatic about this new ball-hunting wilderness.
Tonite I'm on the road again. First to Phoenix for a visit with James, then an early stop at the airport to fetch Meryl and take her back to Flagstaff. I'll spend about two days up north, tying up loose ends etc. Then I can finally come back down here, unpack, situate, and stay for a while.
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