Ah, Phoenix! This first weekend of March, it’s T-shirt weather (low 70’s), the sun is bright and makes everything crystal clear, and the winter rains have brought a profusion of poppy blooms to the back yard (see also our posting in Photo NOTES).
It’s impossible not to sit out on the back porch. It’s quiet and peaceful. Some European Starling is doing a credible imitation of a cat meowing. Other Starlings are making their more celebrated “popslider” sound. The palms abound with a dozen different species of happily chirping birds, and one could only imagine that the whole worls is at peace.
Winter rains have also brought a profusion of weeds. I’ve hired a guy to tackle the front yard on his own timetable over the next two weeks, with the lure of cash when the job is complete. It’s too much for me to tackle by myself – I spent an hour on a 25 square foot patch out by the driveway. I hope it works out.
I return to the Bay Area early tomorrow AM – with Spring Training down here in Phoenix, all the other flights were already booked up weeks ago. People say you can rent out a house for a grand a night. I bet those houses don’t have weed-choked front yards, though.
Wish I could stay here for a week. Right now, here, today, at this instant, the weather is the kind of cool idyllic tranquility you remember for years. But that’s the kind of treat that makes such a short weekend turnaround so especially worthwhile.
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