Joy Ride

They don’t call it the Verde River for nothing! (I know – I’m in the middle of a desert!!!) A canal at the beginning of the path.

I walked down the path a little way and the grass was several feet taller than my head. I felt like I could have been in the Amazon.

I met this cool cat while I was out. He reminds me of my kitty Tiger, but much more calm. Buddha Kitty with a sweet mew.

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I almost got what I wanted . . . (free-write)

Sometimes I feel like really leaving – like going to India or Spain or Brazil or Greece – just going and not coming back, not to this country. Sometimes I feel like an ex-pat and I haven’t even left. Must have been my stint in Corporate America – if that is the America most people experience, oooh, give me a barista job any day. Talk to artists and writers all day, and then go be one myself.

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