Just got back from playing music at a neighborhood block party down by the river. We quit around 8 as the rain was threatening. Got home just in time to see the sun going down on Turtleback Mountain to the south The colors were even more intense a few minutes before I got out the camera. It's what they call the monsoon season here. There's often a rip-snorter of a thunder storm just before dark. A couple of nights ago, Annie and I were driving in the desert, digging up some native plants to stick in the ground around the house, when a crack of thunder followed so closely on the heels of the lightning we decided to get in the car and head for town. By the time we got to town, it was raining so hard we had to pull over. There are no storm drains here except for the streets, and they quickly turn into rivers when the rain hits.
The rain soaks in pretty quickly and we still have to water our gardens daily. Stuff just leaps out of the ground here. I picked these peppers off our plants so that the roots will develop, but these things have only been in the ground about 3 weeks. The basil is also growing like crazy. Tomorrow, I think we're going to drive to Hillsboro, an old mining town south of here, to visit with the Iris Lady. Annie met her at the Old Time Fiddler's hall when I played there last week, and she invited us down to see her gardens. Tonight I was at a house with a pomegranite tree in the yard. We've been buying apples at the farmer's market for juice (seconds are a buck a pound) and the grower says he has apples from June to December!
This place is certainly agreeing with us and everyday provides a new surprise. I bought a diamond blade rock saw at a yard sale Saturday for 20 dollars and can't wait to start cutting geodes, sandstone and agates. It needs a new belt and a good cleaning, but should be a lot of fun when I get it in working order. We hauled a bunch of rocks back from a recent trip across the river and have them stashed in the garden. The minerals here are all new and different, so we're looking forward to collecting LOTS of rocks. It's now 9 pm, so I think I'll get back to Dickens (Bleak House). Ain't retirement grand.
Just got back from playing music at a neighborhood block party down by the river. We quit around 8 as the rain was threatening. Got home just in time to see the sun going down on Turtleback Mountain to the south The colors were even more intense a few minutes before I got out the camera. It's what they call the monsoon season here. There's often a rip-snorter of a thunder storm just before dark. A couple of nights ago, Annie and I were driving in the desert, digging up some native plants to stick in the ground around the house, when a crack of thunder followed so closely on the heels of the lightning we decided to get in the car and head for town. By the time we got to town, it was raining so hard we had to pull over. There are no storm drains here except for the streets, and they quickly turn into rivers when the rain hits. 
The rain soaks in pretty quickly and we still have to water our gardens daily. Stuff just leaps out of the ground here. I picked these peppers off our plants so that the roots will develop, but these things have only been in the ground about 3 weeks. The basil is also growing like crazy. Tomorrow, I think we're going to drive to Hillsboro, an old mining town south of here, to visit with the Iris Lady. Annie met her at the Old Time Fiddler's hall when I played there last week, and she invited us down to see her gardens. Tonight I was at a house with a pomegranite tree in the yard. We've been buying apples at the farmer's market for juice (seconds are a buck a pound) and the grower says he has apples from June to December!
This place is certainly agreeing with us and everyday provides a new surprise. I bought a diamond blade rock saw at a yard sale Saturday for 20 dollars and can't wait to start cutting geodes, sandstone and agates. It needs a new belt and a good cleaning, but should be a lot of fun when I get it in working order. We hauled a bunch of rocks back from a recent trip across the river and have them stashed in the garden. The minerals here are all new and different, so we're looking forward to collecting LOTS of rocks. It's now 9 pm, so I think I'll get back to Dickens (Bleak House). Ain't retirement grand.
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