Our yard is in a state of anticipation. The trees are swollen with buds. The chives and lemon balm have just broken the surface, sending up leafy green scouts from the underground. Tiny, new calendula, lettuce and arugula are blinking into the light. Everything is dainty and tentative. (Except the dandelions, who as usual, are unfurling leaf upon leaf upon grocery sack of leaves).
And we are off to the Sonoran Desert to camp for a week. As Rosie says, we’re excited about family time, adventure and travel snacks. In fact, Rosie’s peak vacation experience may have already occurred in the energy bar section of the grocery store yesterday.
Col is looking forward to the Pima Air and Space Museum; Dan’s got some desert birds on his list; and I am hoping to soothe my mind on some desert wildflowers. And, crazy, but in Southern Arizona, it’s the end of their growing season—peak harvest—and there are farmer’s markets every day in Tucson. I told Dan we could probably skip the far away Tuesday market if we can get to the markets on Sunday, Monday, Wednesday and Thursday.
Here are some things I’ve written elsewhere:
My Edible Southwest Colorado page (food and stuff)
Col’s been taking Aikido.
Possibly for the sole purpose of learning to throw his sister:
Happy earliest spring everyone,