
It's Saturday morning, I've already been up and out to get an oil change, ready to drive on to points south. I went out last evening to take these pictures around Judy and Bill's house. The back patio area looks out on the horse pasture. They are on about an acre of land, with orange and grapefruit trees lining one side of it. This is all in the middle of a Mormon enclave......not that you can tell by looking at the people, but Judy has told me this.

Judy did this painting, I'm going to guess at least 15 years ago of her great-great grandfather, funny he looks a lot like Bill.


The view of the pasture and huge palm trees, don't see them like this in Portland. It was about 85 degrees yesterday, and somewhat overcast, so not too hot, but feels so so very different from home. When I went to the local Starbucks and they asked if I wanted my coffee hot or iced, I murmured oh yes that' s right, I'm in Arizona now. So of course the barista asked when I came from and I said Portland, Oregon politely. That always gets a positive response, like oh it's so beautiful there, oh I want to go there.....anyway the conversation ended with "well, welcome to..............hell."
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