Ahh. I’m home in Tucson for a few weeks, and it’s bliss to be here after a week and some in the Midwest.
Only a two-day excursion to New Orleans this weekend will distract me from the book-work, the lizards, the birds, the intoxicating blossoms of the citrus trees, the vine tendrils that threaten, with their exuberance, to gently trap me in their green sphere…
The pool is still ice-cold, unfortunately. It hovers around 60. I need a new solar cover; I am inspired.
Miss Fish is happy to see me, and she and Simon are well and frisky.
Her spots only show if you pet them in; otherwise, her tummy fur floats like down.