I’m feeling guilty about being down here right now. Not only have we had terrific weather for the last two months, but it feels perfectly safe everywhere I look – as long as we don’t think about the ever present Covid hazard of course. Nothing like the conditions in the frigid north, for example.
Maybe we’ll be lucky and the rattlesnakes and Gila monsters will start slinking across the earth again soon, but for now the best I’ve got to offer is a warning not to wander off in one of the mine fields along Mission Road. As if I’d do anything foolish like that, really.