Sunday, May 23, 2010
SUDDENLY THEY'RE GONE
It happens every year at this time.
We are crossing E. Palm Canyon Drive and there is no traffic coming from either direction.
We go to the supermarket and there are parking spaces. Under the shade trees.
We go by the Mexican restaurant down the street on a Saturday night and there are empty tables.
The motel parking lots are not chock full of cars.
We walk through some of the condo areas on our nightly walk and the silence of empty units, the quiet around the pools, makes for an eerie passage.
The snow birds have gone. Flown.
Booker's golden friend that runs around in circles has left.
The barkless dog, BIlly, is on his way to Provincetown.
Our friend Jane from out back is shipping her car back to Seattle today and she will leave next week by plane. She says it is too hot to play golf. Over 90 some days. Whew.
It will be like this from now until mid October.
We all get a break.
Our break is that we get to stay here where no one else is. No one but the other desert rats.
Nice.
