Another Loop De Loop, This Time With Hans and Lisa

Welcome to Arizona, where summer spends the winter — and hell spends the summer. A "locals" aphorism.

After The Storm: "Romancing The Stones"

"She looked out of her window. How blue the sky. The mountain peaks stood up like dark spears. Patches of snow shone in the sunlight, running down to the edge of the vast green belt of forest land…. Arizona! There was no place in the world so full of romance and beauty and natural things that stir the soul."   ~Zane Grey, The Water Hole, 1928

When Old Man Winter Deals You Lemons, Make Lemonade Slushies

So it snows on our "parade." Boo Hoo. But it doesn't do a damn bit a good to throw a fit and whine. I mean gee, Mark, try to save your energy for bigger battles, you know, the life and death ones.

Wasson Peak

This year the Jet Stream has been horseshoeing deep into Old Mexico. Storm after storm, followed by cold front after cold front; it's wreaking havoc with our limited winter wardrobe. 

How to evade disappointment

I have yet to repair our two flat front tires, so we hike. Whatever...doesn't matter. Ever notice that people who hold the lowest expectations are generally the most highly satisfied in life?

Mountain Lion, Lost Dog, Trail Angels and a 2014 Used Sue Bee...FSBO

This Morning, Bobbie reminded me of an important omission in yesterday's post...

"If it wasn't for bad luck, ya'll, I wouldn't have no luck at all"

“It is important to emphasize that this is science, not mysticism...an ancient skill that we are all born to practice. This innate "sense" has been largely forgotten...because modern lifestyles demand we engage in mostly logical, deductive thinking, rather than using our intuition. Our ability to extract meaning from interrelated phenomena such as bird behavior, wind direction, plant growth, and sunlight has atrophied." “The Nature Instinct: Relearning Our Lost Intuition for the Inner Workings of the Natural World,’’ by Tristan Gooley.