Lately an unseasonal snowbird, barely grey around the fringes, I landed in Arizona but remain a dyed-in-the-wool Montanan at heart, a mountain man of snow and sun. Here you will find proof that neither am I completely asleep nor totally awake, but always in motion. Please enjoy my various observations and commentary as I plod, plow, and ply my way through life. We are all travelers and we are all daily discovering our world and ourselves.
Barrel cactus in my back yard set against a backdrop of monsoon sunset clouds.
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