Friday, February 29, 2008
Thursday, February 28, 2008
Anyway, back to the pictures. Praise God! they were still in the camera and everything is intact and now I can post pictures of our outing to the Organ Pipe National Monument yesterday. A baby pipe begins. The organ pipe cactus shows a bit of color at this time of year, also. The Organ Pipe and the Ocotillo.The desert is beginning to bloom and show off it's beautiful colors. These are poppies of varying colors. We saw wildflowers of gold, orange, fuschia, blue and white. I was the most intrigue with the ocotillo plant. It's many stages fascinate me. It sheds it leaves to preserve it's moisture when it's blooms appear on the tips of the branches. This is a picture of a picture of the Ocotillo in bloom. Darlene and I found these rocks, not that they were hiding. Along with the Organ Pipe cactus, there were also many Saguaro cactus. I'm not sure, but I think there was something inside this one watching me. Do you see the eye back in the shadow? We stopped for a picnic under the Ocotillo-branches-over-chicken-wire arbor. We were joined by a woodpecker who was very insistent about something, flying from one post to the other right by us. Finally, Darlene tossed her a piece of wheat bread and she was happy and flew off. When we left the national park, we drove five miles further south to the Mexico border at Lukeville. The post office is called Gringo Pass. Inside the duty free shop, Dave found none other than Paris Hilton. We were parked next to this. I don't understand it, but it was interesting. Is the barrel holding the van or is the van protecting the barrel? Nice paint job on the beat up old barrel, though. Less than 60 miles south of this point is the Mexican coastal resort of Rocky Point on the Sea of Cortez, where we would like to go one day before we leave Arizona. On our return trip to Az. City, we saw beautiful horses playing in water behind a screen of trees and brush, preventing a photo opp that I would have love to brought with me to share. However, we did see a herd of wild burros and were able to get some decent pictures. This one has the air of a jack, don't you agree? And more of the herd. There were about eight burros in this herd. It was a fun and eductional day in the Sonoran Desert with wonderful friends Darlene & Dave. And if Dave doesn't start letting us share the gas costs, we're not going with them any more.... maybe. I know....
Wednesday, February 27, 2008
Tuesday, February 26, 2008
Monday, February 25, 2008
What glorious weather! Don put on his "little boy britches" and his sandals today. My eyes! My eyes! Snookie told him he needed some rays, so he called for his hat, a glass of water and the Yahtzee game and pulled his chair out into the sun by the road so he can visit with passers-by. He tans really fast... in a few days his legs will be as brown as his arms & face.
I sat out with him for a few minutes and then Sharon Peterson came over and we worked on her blog together. She another "soul sister" that I just love and will cry when we have to part. We plan to see Sharon & Tom again on this earth, if the Lord tarries. They are very interested in being a part of the medical ministry down in San Carlos, Sonora, Mexico that Christian Resort Ministries is developing. So God willing, we hope to work with them there in the future. Being a nurse, Sharon took Don's blood pressure this afternoon and it's much lower: 140/68. Hopefully, in a few days, it will be down under 140. Keep praying for him, please. We are so grateful for you prayers and so thankful that he is feeling so much better.
Neighbor Carol came by to check on me. It seems that I'm being missed at line dancing. It's nice to be missed. Thanks, Carol.
The topic of conversation these days is "where to next." Folks are planning out their summers and next winter destinations, getting workamping assignments and charting their routes. That's something Don & I will be doing soon.
Sunday, February 24, 2008
Ahh, there's DeAnn all kicked back and relaxed under her new, stylish hat. Not a care in the world. She has a whole week ahead of her with no JOB to do. Poor baby. And then, toward the end of the week, her knight in shining armor is going to ride in and rescue her, whisking her off to adventures unknown, kicking and screaming, I'm sure. Did I say, "poor baby?" She had much rather be here working as our activities director. Hey Barb, don't you just love this shot of you and Darrell with food in your mouth? You're still pretty and Darrell is still.... funny.