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WINTER

A world of extremes, the desert.

This morning down into the mid 40s and a high of 65 for the day. The week looks just as cool until the end. Up to the 80s.

I got out my fleece for the traditional Sunday walk. John, Booker and me doing the big circle over to the wash and up to the Foursquare church (in mourning, no doubt, all evangelicals there) and on through the parks to back home.

I notice that Booker kept his feet out of the puddles.

Autumn lasted about three weeks.

There is no snow on the mountain yet although I thought I saw some the other morning.

This will be the routine now. I like it. I like the heat. I like the variability. And the dryness. Ahhh. No damp cold for us.

Labels: desert, weather