Spring Things

It's wet on the west coast. Cold, too. My peas are up and the beans are starting - but oh my! It's cold in the garden. I just returned from our home-away-from-home in sunny Scottsdale and it is spring in the desert, too. Different though. Very different. How? Glad you asked.

Sunny.
Dry.
Blue, blue sky.
Hot.

Did I mention sunny?

One of my favourite trees around the pool at our complex in Scottsdale. See that sky? Blue.

Lots to see and do, too. If you're inclined. Mostly, I was reclined - by the pool. Because it was hot. Did I mention hot?

Here we are on a tour of Taliesen West - Frank Lloyd Wright's winter home/studio/school.
See how everyone is clustered into that litlle wee patch of shade? Because it is hot. And sunny.
(The elegant looking woman in the white hat is my mother-in-law. How does she do it? Elegant in shorts and a shirt.)

Here is what we are all looking at. Taliesen West. See that sky? Still blue.

Of course it wasn't all fun and games. We had to paint the condo. Well, Painter-Don did. I was busy. By the pool.

Here's Painter-Don waving to all you blog readers. Is he sweating?
He should get by the pool! ....it's hot.

And did I mention sunny? It's sunny, too.

Here I am. By the pool. I can't figure out why I am so happy looking.
Oh yes. I'm by the pool. It's hot. And sunny.