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Thursday, March 13, 2008

pointy sharp spiny poky.

That's the Sonoran desert. Everything is pointy and sharp and prickly and painful. You do not want to trip and fall here...

Stuff is starting to bud out. I think this is a Palo Verde tree.

The teddy bear cholla. The warm and fuzzy cacti. Uh huh.

Prickly pear. Wanted. Dead or Alive.

Click this one to enlarge it. It looks really much better when you can see the detail. Click it. Now. I mean it. I'm waiting...

If I were a cow, I would not eat this grass.

Little baby pointy things.

Unforgiving environment.

See all that stuff? All of it wants to scratch and poke and stab and hurt you.

5 comments:

Jientje5:38 AM
Boy do they look sharp, horrible!
Came to wish you an enjoyable holliday in Italy! See you!
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Donna8:39 AM
Have a great time in Italy... can't wait to see those pictures! I bet they'll be a little more "warm fuzzy" than the cacti. Although, the cacti pictures are really pretty, too -- in a pokey kind of way.
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Tasina11:59 AM
Ok um. I guess you don't work for the Arizona tourism board, huh?

;)
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Julie8:27 PM
Maybe I should work for them, Tasina...there are too many people here already.

Don't come. Everything is dangerous. Even the air you breathe could be laden with hanta virus and valley fever!

Somehow I don't think the AZ board of Tourism is gonna be knocking on my door any time soon...
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Biddy1:53 PM
gee this looks a lot like my hometown :-)
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Okay -- updating my profile because I never removed the guinea pigs from it, even though they have been elsewhere for months.

Um...new obsession (HA) the elliptical trainer in the garage. I hate the thing, but today I burned 395 calories. I know. I so wanted to burn 5 more to make it an even 400, but then I would be at 50 minutes and 19 seconds, so I would have to make that round out to an even 51 minutes, and then the mileage could be rounded up to a more even number, and then the calories would be just a few away from 450, but then I could do just a few more seconds, then another few hundredths of a mile, and so on until finally I would fall off, hit my head, end up in the hospital with another nasty concussion, and gain weight because I am bedridden. It was so much easier to just burn the 395 calories.

We moved from the Sonoran desert of southern Arizona to the almost Arctic of Anchorage. I like the winters of Anchorage better than the summers of Tucson, so far.

Still have three kids, the oldest one is a freshman at the U of Arizona (dang it, now I will have to edit this again in a few months), the other two live on Fort Richardson with me and the dogs and the husband.

Other obsessions...my camera, my IPod Touch, my sewing machine. Fabric. Definitely fabric. Dishes. It's a thing females in my family have, an obsession with dishes. Pottery, and earthenware. Silver, definitely. Not crystal and china though. I am not a big fan of the fussy and overly ornate, and both crystal and china tend to fall into those categories, to me. Plus if I have delicate dishware, then I can't have the kids wash the dishes or put it in the dishwasher.

Other than that, I weigh too much, sleep too little, am very liberal, rabidly pro-choice, find it insane this country does not have universal health care, and think the world may be a better place with Obama at the helm. Oh, yeah, and chocolate. Much much chocolate.