A blog for people who don't want to spend all their free time in the real world. After all, we live and work there. Escape the mundane with books, travel, and writing.
by Melinda Brasher
Monday, August 30, 2021
Red Canyon, Utah
Sunday, August 15, 2021
Arizona--Land of Variation
Here are a few pictures showing the amazing variety you can see in Arizona in one day. These are from Sunset Point (rest stop north of Phoenix) to a lookout on the road to Page, just north of Bitter Springs. This is a distance of only 200 miles, and here is only SOME of what you see:
Sunset Point--high enough to be out of the saguaros, but with smaller cactus and brush |
Between Sunset Point and Flagstaff-- greener than usual thanks to our actual monsoon season this year |
Sunset Crater area, just north of Flagstaff |
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Lake Powell, from a viewpoint off the highway just north of Page |
Saturday, August 7, 2021
365 Days to Alaska by Cathy Carr
Of course, it doesn't hurt that I love Alaska and am fascinated by bush life.
The settings, characters, and emotions were all really well drawn. The writings was good. The author drew me into the story and kept me engaged.
And I loved the crow.
I will absolutely read more by Cathy Carr.
Rating: 4.5 stars.
Cover: Lovely
Monday, August 2, 2021
Monsoon Season!
Monsoon season in Arizona is generally July and August. When I was a kid, we'd have afternoon downpours at least two or three times per week. The sky would be blue. Then within half an hour or so, it started pouring. It could be absolutely torrential. Twenty minutes later it would stop. The sun would come out. An hour later, you'd never know it had rained. And our swamp coolers would lose all effectiveness in the humidity.
Okay, so it wasn't quite that regular. But that's what it feels like in my memory.
Last year, we hardly had any rain at all during monsoon season, leaving our plants and animals to languish. This year, monsoons have caused flooding. Weather is a powerful force.
I don't have good pictures of the last storm, because there's no way I was taking my camera out in such weather,. It soaked my pants in about 15 seconds. The bike path was a literal river that knocked several strong young men off their feet as they were trying to cross.
A few nights before that, we watched the lightning storm across town. There must have been three or four flashes per second for some of it.
Another day I got to eat my lunch at a rainy lakeside park where the ducks seemed very confused about what was falling from the sky. It's all been amazing. Just no amazing photos.
Here, at least, are some clouds (which we sometimes don't see for months):