Who says we don't have four seasons?
04.04.2013 88 °F
Very often when The Papa and I brag about the splendid weather we experience in Southern Arizona, we are met with the defensive response, "I like having four seasons." This happens most often in winter, when those to whom we are bragging are stranded indoors with freezing temperatures.
Well, so do we. You know, enjoy four seasons. Sometimes we even get snow.
We also like being warm. That's the big difference. We have four seasons, but each is roughly twenty degrees warmer than where our friends and family reside.
Ah, the best of all worlds!
When we got back to Arizona after our California Getaway, spring was popping out all over. I startled six quails when I pulled out of the garage. There must be a nesting pair among them! I don't want to find them, though. I have a bad history with quails in my yard. Somehow, either The Kid or I, myself, manage to frighten the mama away, thus causing her to abandon her nest.
The lizards have been out, sunning themselves on the warm patio tiles.
That means it's time to watch out for snakes and scorpions too. Nasty critters, those.
The orange tree has blossomed and is literally buzzing with life. The Kid is banned from playing in his playhouse until all the blossoms drop and the bees fly away.
One of our century plants sprouted its stalk.
Some cacti are just getting their buds, others are in full bloom.
The palo verde are amarillo, not verde. The palo verde and the bright green mesquite trees are wreaking havoc on my sinuses.
We have a few more weeks until full-fledged blooms, but we have definitely bid adieu to Old Man Winter. It is distinctly spring!