Morning Walk

Every morning my BFF Gail and I

walk three miles through the neighborhood.

Eventually it will get too hot, even in the early morning hours,

and we will have to move to the inside track.

I love living here. Even when the temperature

gets into the one-teens, the grass and

all the trees stay green green green.

Watch your step down to the lake . . .

then get ready to get Happy Thighs

as we power back up the hill.

Gail loves these little ducks. She was born in Japan

and she thinks they look Oriental.

We get a lot of visitors here.

Hence, the term

"Snow Birds"

Here in the desert

we like fences.

And fancy gates.

It's the Wild Wild West.

We fence everything in.



Even though our winter flowers
are probably your summer flowers,
we do have things that bloom all summer long.


You've always got to keep looking up
here in the desert . . .
tall, tall palm trees and
blue, blue skies.

So where does this walk lead us to?
Back home!
Where I get my morning cuppa
and sit at my computer and visit with
all my friends.
I must say, you all have enriched my life tremendously.

Today a special friend deeply touched my heart
with her sweet, inspiring post.
So today, our walk ends here:
Java June

Visit her!!!
She is De-Lovely!