Sunday, July 15, 2007
no one in his/her right mind...
...would go to arizona in july. well, i have to do it.
this time of year, as eleanor reminded me, you have to be a night owl to survive there.
this is the house where i grew up on pusch ridge. it was built by my dad, and his friend pete, a yaqui indian. we had trees growing inside. the big italian tile bathtub didn't drain very well. my mom bitched about that for years. otherwise it was pretty cool.
and tigger, the desert cat, who got eaten by a coyote at some point. i totally loved that cat.