Dreams, Moments, Travels
After a very long flight from Frankfurt, Germany, that included a three-hour stop-over in Los Angeles, Jutta, my mother-in-law, is greeted by Caroline. It has been two years since she last visited. This will be her longest visit to America; she will be with us for six weeks.
Artificial lakes in Arizona offer residents the opportunity to go boating right in the middle of the desert. On hot days, though, it smells a bit funny here, or is that just the new aroma of Scottsdale?
Horse properties around the corner from us break up the monotony of the cookie-cutter homes so prevalent in Phoenix, Arizona.
What an ugly way to start the day – coffee and crashing. Four cars play pile-up and fortunately, no one was hurt. A half-mile further down the road, we came across another fender bender. You can bet we were extra careful the remainder of the drive.
Too busy talking on the phone to worry about the photo of the day, so I photographed the phone.
Phoenix, Arizona, has typically taken a dim view of graffiti and has been quick to dispatch unseen workers who remove the tags before most people recognize they have shown up. Recently though, more and more graffiti is hanging on. Today, we saw this tag dedicated to Moms on Mother’s Day.