SUNDAY MORNING I MOVE OUT OF THE HOUSE :((…..:))

 

I liked Gaelyn’s thoughts when she wrapped up her latest post with the words “I’m not lost, just following an unfamiliar path”.  She ends her first paragraph with a question I’m sure we all can identify with, “I lost my way for a while.  Adjusting to the lack of direction.  Feeling on the edge of anxiety, what to do, where to GO.  Not life threatening mind you.  Not for the first time in my life.  Has this happened to you along life’s journey”?  My one word answer to Gaelyn would be a resounding ‘YES’.

Nice to see how well Doug over at Miss Adventure Travels & new bestest Pal Yuma are getting along & bonding so well.  I believe it was love at first sight for both these two & how heart warming to see things going so well between a man & his beloved dog:)) 

ONE LITTLE FELLA TAKES OFF & GAINS ALTITUDE WHILE ANOTHER COMES IN WITH FLAPS DOWN FOR A LANDING ON THE FEEDER

A few days ago I welcomed our latest Blog Follower Jan Mains to our travels but couldn’t find a blogsite for her on Google +.  Jan in a follow-up comment sent her & husband Bill’s site which is, Bill and Jan RVing the USA.  It seems Jan took a nasty tumble off a ladder just a few days after Christmas while putting Christmas decorations away & has severely shattered her heel which she has been told could take up to a year to mend.  Not the best way to start 2015 I’d say.

<<< GAMBLE QUAIL MALE

Sue B from BIGDAWG AND FREEWAY in a comment said, “nice looking cookies!..they must be for 'company”.  Sue hit the nail right on the head there.  Our company arrives Sunday & they are big cookie eaters for sure.  Of course Pheebs & I are moving out before Peter & Leslie arrive so I won’t be bothered by all those cookies around. (Peter is Kelly’s brother)  Not moving too far of course, just into our Motorhome till week’s end while Leslie & Peter use my bedroom with it’s big Queen size bed.  I’m looking forward to some nice alone time.  My TV my time, my music my time.  No music or TV my time as well.  My decisions, my priorities, my pleasures, my quiet.  And people just yards away if I’m needing a people fix.  When on the road traveling I usually find those people fixes by walking through a Walmart store for 20 minutes.  After that Walmart walk I usually need another 6 weeks to pull my frazzled nerves back together.  But those are Walmart walks & not Peter & Leslie:))

GAMBLE QUAIL FEMALE >>>

Kelly cooked up a big turkey yesterday & this morning I got put on carcass clean-up duty.  It was my first time doing this most unsavory & very greasy task & I was glad to hear Kelly say, “this is the last BIG turkey we will buy, too much work”!!  Up to my elbows in turkey grease I was glad to hear that which suits me fine just in case I would ever get stuck doing carcass clean-up again.  Sure am glad I have no interest in all that cooking stuff.  I’d sooner be outside playing in a pile of dirt any day.

  

GILA WOODPECKER LANDS ON OUR BIRD BATH FOR A DRINK

<<< THIS LOOKS LIKE A DOUBLE LANDING ON A NARROW RUNWAY

Took ourselves for a short 4 minute drive out to the end of Ghost Town Road again where we were a few days ago & had us a little rock scramble through, over, & around some boulders, Saguaros, & Palo Verde trees & lots of Prickly Pear Cactus.  From a distance we had spotted tell-tale signs of a mining dig & were curious to have a closer look at that.  Took us a wee bit of hiking but soon we were standing at the entrance of a mine shaft going straight into a Saguaro filled hillside.  I approached the entrance but stopped short when I picked up a faint but distinct animal smell.  Could be a Coyote den or maybe a Bobcat.  Not likely a Mountain Lion in these parts though.  Soft sand nearby showed small hoof prints & I knew they were not deer. Our suspicions immediately turned to Javelinas.  Those suspicions minutes later were confirmed when Kelly spotted 2 Javelinas moving through a patch of underbrush nearby.  We made sure Pheebs stayed right close to us as we continued our hike around the immediate area.  Probably spent close to an hour looking at things before returning back down Ghost Town Road to our house only minutes away.  It was nice to get out & grab a little leg exercise & enjoy today’s warming temperatures.

KELLY POINTS SOMETHING OUT IN THE DISTANCE

 

WE DID HAVE US A WEE BIT OF A ROCK SCRAMBLE THROUGH THESE BOULDERS

JEEP IN THE CENTER WITH CONGRESS AZ IN THE BACKGROUND

 

AN OLD MINE SHAFT ON THIS PIECE OF PROPERTY

IT WAS HERE I STOPPED WHEN I DETECTED A FAINT ANIMAL SMELL COMING FROM THE OLD MINE SHAFT

And what the heck’s going on over in Dardenne Prairie these days.  Well let’s just say Rigg’s is a bit upset & had this to say today, “For over a year I was the top dog, I was the only dog, then you allowed Sadie to come live with us”.  “Everything was going along just fine, WHY WHY did you let them bring Charlie to live with us”?.  Oh Dear sounds like Riggs is having a time of it over at Sam & Donna's House these days & they’ve got some funny pics of all the shenanigans too.

  

THESE TWO LITTLE CHAPS ARE ON FINAL APPROACH FOR THE BIRD FEEDER

Our weather has turned around nicely with sunny days & temperatures reaching 70 today.  I have also been keeping an eye on the temperatures & weather in California’s Mojave National Preserve & it’s looking good over that-a-way as well.  I’m hoping we can head up there around the end of this month.  It’s an area we have never been to before & because of the time of year I’m hoping there will not be too many if any people around.  Checking my Atlas I noticed this Preserve is only a hop, skip, & a jump from Death Valley National Park so that is another option for us.  We have been to & through Death Valley several times before but there’s a whole lot there we have never seen. 

GROANER’S CORNER:(( The personnel manager was impressing an applicant with a prospective job.
"We make parts for microscopes. You'll be required to work with lenses that are ten-thousandths of an inch thick."  "I can handle it," the applicant said, "I used to slice meat in a delicatessen."

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When he received a journal as a gift, my eight-year-old son was mystified. "Mom, what am I supposed to do with this? The pages are blank."  "You write down interesting stuff that happens to you," I said.  "Oh so it's like a blog on paper."