-my friend maggie asked me to bring her back a ceramic lizard. I found them.
-I really like walls painted by people who are not graffiti artists.
-Bob Marley central, Tucson, AZ.
-Saguaro have interesting ways of dealing with arms.
27th Mar 2010, 05:58
mexican poppy day.
I went to Sells, AZ, capital of the Tohono O'odham nation. I know someone there, and it is faster to ask a native person where plants are than spend all day wandering--and they have a great restaurant there. Anyway, what I want to say is this: living in southern Arizona means getting used to being watched and hassled by authorities-- either border, immigration or DEA. You cannot be out in the desert wandering around without a helicopter checking you out, being stopped by the DEA and told to get the hell out of there, or being stopped 45 miles inside the US border from Mexico at an immigration and customs checkpoint. I am so not used to this, and it is giving me the creeps. I saw a woman taken away in handcuffs at the border checkpoint. So it's not all flowers, guys, not at all.
26th Mar 2010, 04:31
I just don't have words for this.
today I learned that in the desert, if you just look through your lens and not where you are going, you get spiked and learn very quickly. I find the pattern of the spines quite lovely.
The Flamingo Hotel, Route 66 Tucson Arizona. Day one of a flower hunt in the desert. It has rained in the Sonora desert for the first time in years so the annuals are in bloom. I almost drove off the road getting here. Bright yellow and blue, and saguaro cactus everywhere.
24th Mar 2010, 15:18
On my travels I came upon an old-fashioned maple syrup tapping. The sap tastes vaguely like maple syrup. It takes a huge amount of sap to boil down to maple syrup. I once took the wall paper off a house by boiling my own.