I was totally groovin' on this blog until the last sentence below the last gorgeous photo.Bitch! LOL!
Dear whabbear: Extreme envy was the reaction I was aiming for, so I cannot thank you enough for calling me a "Bitch!" It really is insanely beautiful down here right now.
Glad you're having a fine time, but I can almost guarantee that the novelty will wear off soon... Looks like a nice place, but I, for one, wouldn't want to live there... "It's a dry heat" -- yeah, right, I've heard that one before...It got so bloody hot yesterday here in Marin (maybe a whopping 80) that I had to buzz down to Rodeo Beach to cool off... Did the trick...
The nights are bautiful, and just a few miles from the towns there's amazing visibility. BILLions and BILLions of stars (well, THOUSands, anyway) and if you see a light in the distance it may be forty or fifty miles away. Open desert can be scary--Arizona used to post pix of the desiccated corpses of drivers who tried walking from their broken-down cars in search of help--but unlike high mountain country I've never found it oppressive to the spirit.
Dear rootless: It's been a complete surprise how much I like the desert, and I share a similar feeling of "oppressive to the spirit" in high mountains. A lot of people feel exactly the opposite.
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