On a recent trip through Colorado, we drove from the Sonoran Desert floor up onto Arizona’s Mogollon Rim with its pine trees and red rocks.
I am grateful for the right we have to vote for our elected officials. I am filled with joy that the campaign commercials are coming to an end (until the next round) and I am proud to be an American.
It’s fun to set our sights forward, but I think the holidays also give us a chance to celebrate our successes and joys.
It was a day filled with laughter and love, hugs, tickles and silliness - aren’t those the best kind of days?
She’s a murder cop; he’s a big time captain of industry ...
It was a compliment he didn’t even know he’d given.
We are headed into this dicey weather season and while I am concerned … even worried … about friends and loved ones, I also feel grateful for living on the desert floor.
I’m a big believer in dreams and Christmas catalogs are the physical manifestations of dreams. They are filled with possibilities and indulgences and ideas.
My patience has increased with my experience leaving me in a better position to laugh about these challenges.
We grabbed Enzo's leash and headed out for a quick stroll through the neighborhood. The shadows were just beginning to lengthen.