Last week, I did a job in Safford, a nice little town about 100 miles northeast of the ranch. For nostalgia, I stopped for lunch at a little store on the road up to Mt. Graham. Fifteen years ago last month, Sam and I sat on this very bench, shared a can of soda and talked for an hour.
It was one of our first dates and our first long motorcycle ride. We started in Tucson, where Sam bought Subway sandwiches and put them in a cooler, with a freezer pack on top. In Willcox, we stopped and visited a couple motorcycle and truck guys Sam knew. After stopping at the store (above), we dillied and dallied all the way to the top of Mt. Graham (over 10,000 ft., the highest in southern Arizona) on miles of paved and dirt roads. Aspen trees glowed yellow, so we took many photos. By the time we got to the top, it was 4 p.m. and that freezer pack had compacted the sandwiches to less than an inch thick! We were starving, so they still tasted good. This was my introduction to "Sam time," which included a walk around the lake and a couple stops to see the sunset on the way down. Our day ended back in Tucson after midnight. A great memory!
Back at the PPR, we met a few new friends about a mile away. They weren't sure what to make of these humans who talked to them from a metal box on wheels.
Sam found another friend who was willing to sing for us from the grasses. He wasn't around during the summer, so must be a cool weather bug. It's almost an electronic buzz...or actually, the electronics mimic him!
I love the golden light of late evening.
It makes our little yard just glow.
And long after the sun sets, a string of pretty lights in the tree.
Today we're working on projects like airing up the tractor tires and preparing our garden containers.
Updates will come later!
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