I’m still posting the trip to Grand Canyon’s History Symposium from the end of January. Its not like I’ve been really busy. (Shit, I never finished the posts from South Africa, two years ago.) I’ve always had more ideas than time.
I’ve spent a lot of February watching the birds and even participated in the GBBC for the first time.
When the sun pours through my windows crystals catch the light and rainbows dance on the walls, floors, ceiling, and me. Sometimes I try to catch them.
Then the sun westers and slowly sinks behind the Weaver Mountains, I am drawn to watch the ever changing sky. (Don’t mind the dirty window, I don’t have a maid.)
Weekly trips to Prescott include the picturesque drive, visits to the dentist, thrift stores and groceries.
Berta and I went to Gold Rush Days in Wickenburg and wandered around the vendors. (Post coming on this.)
We also went to Phoenix and on the way home, may have gotten lost.
In Cabelas. (Yet another post.)
Made it out of the house one sunny afternoon for a walk in the Weaver Mountains. (See previous post.)
Visited with fellow RV bloggers who are boondocking just below the Weaver Mountains in desert country. Kelly, Al & Pheebs from The Bayfield Bunch, and Pheebs and me with RV Sue. Very windy that day so we sat comfortably in Sue’s Casita.
Ended the extra long month of February with snow and a trip to Laughlin, Nevada with Berta. (More coming on that trip too.)
Maybe I was busier than thought. Like this busy squirrel.