Summertime

Stormy sky with some wind tossing the silver sage around but my red sage is smilin, yellow roses bloomin, cactus buds out, and temps up to the 80s. No one in these parts moans about rain. Unless we golf. Which Monday and Tuesday we did with enthusiasm if not with aplomb. Last of the season competition for our club and I will miss my buddies of the green and the guys in the pro shop who put up with us. Such fun and so many laughs we have had. At our age or any age, you have to giggle as your best intentions end up in disaster. On a 3 par hole my partner got 22. Unbelievable until you lose your cool and the club reflects your every twinge and anxious stab to get out of a horrible situation. What is the relief? None from the rules. In a tournie you just have to keep trying. Again and Again. You laugh! You show ultimate courage and show up to play again another day. You get respect and understanding from your golfing buddies because there but for the grace of the golf gods go I. You gotta love it!

Closer to Perfection

The garden of eden was perfect I hear. Only a snake or two and ours is similar but we have seen no snakes. More than a few lizards. Spring always brings a planting frenzy and then there is the pruning, weeding, and getting the drip system going. Our native plant payoff is starting to show this year with Mesquite, Desert Willow, Acatia and Cypress trees only needing deep water about once a month. So the book says. We have also installed a couple of gates near the patio and a section of fence which we are hoping is dog proof. Thus far Fritz hasn't hopped the rock wall and respects the gates but we have yet to face the running rabbit test. I am good for about two hours on the garden detail. That depends on the sun, lack of wind and reasonable warmth. Also it can't be a golf day. Slowly we move toward perfection. Eden in Kayenta.