Tomorrow I pack up Daisy and a week's worth of leftover groceries and paperwork and head back to the apartment in Van Horn. We had a good time sitting with Frankie, the pug, while her people were away. It gave me quiet time; fresh breezes (there's more than one window at the ranch house); wide clear open skies; and blistering hot weather.
Tonight, on my last hike up the mountain, I saw little pink blossoms everywhere, after an incredibly dry spring (only .52 inches of rainfall all year) the cacti were finally blooming.
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