Corona de Tucson
May 20, 2023
It's always nice to come home. It doesn't matter if it's a trip across town or miles away. It doesn't matter if it's a few hours, days, weeks or months...home is nice. Saturday was spent packing up the bus in Cave Creek, traveling, settling in at home, and doing laundry. A big part of settling in at home is feeding the birds and filling the birdbath. Everything else can wait ! We weren't the only ones glad we were home...
It's a tiny little tree with lots of promise. Joe says we need to move it and get a big one to enjoy now.
He was a bit anxious waiting his turn to see Dr. Huang. It's interesting that each of the pups has their own personality. But the one thing they all have in common is that when they feel nervous/anxious...they want their daddy !
Jack's heart stress numbers have increased significantly since last taken April 12. He began heart medicine a month ago so these results are not what we were hoping for. He is due for a CAT on the 27th to figure out what is next.
This is such a wonderful time of year to enjoy the patio...we have been sitting a lot ! The weather is so nice in the morning and late afternoon. And this is the time of year we begin to see baby birds. One morning we watched a dad Gila teach his young son how to eat oranges. Dad would sit on the fence with a mouth full of orange...while the young son sat on the block column.
|He is a small bird measuring between 5 - 5.5 inches from head to tip of tail.|
We have enjoyed our morning walks this week. We did two walks at sunrise...yep, my favorite time of day ! The early morning glow always adds an extra bounce to my step.
We enjoyed clouds all day and finally late afternoon it started to rain and it rained all night...it was wonderful !
This morning I was looking out the kitchen window. I was surprised to see a stray dog walking down the sidewalk. It stopped and looked around, made a right turn and headed towards the access to the cart path. I was just about to call Joe when I realized it wasn't a stray dog, it was a coyote. He turned right on the cart path...by that time I had camera in hand and was on the patio...we made eye contact before he wandered on and took one last glance my way.
Sally is still her sassy sally self wandering about the house and yard with a purpose only she knows.
Dover enjoys the morning time as much as we do and her early walks perusing the yard looking for whatever.
And when I am in the kitchen, these two are in the kitchen. After all, I might just accidentally on purpose drop a morsel or two.