In September 2013 my original crew and I explored Rialto Beach which was only a few miles from our camp at Mora Campground.
These photos of Rialto Beach were taken on different days, as evidenced by the changing sky. An approaching storm kicked up waves and brought a change in mood to our surroundings. Fun to photograph!
Spike and Bridget look stunned in these shots. It took them a while to become accustomed to the dramatic and unfamiliar environment of massive logs, seaside air, and ocean roar.
Rialto Beach was an outstanding experience for all of us and a highlight of the year.
Reggie and Roger (my present canine crew) and I are off the road, living in our newly purchased home in southern Arizona.
Sunday, July 15 in Arizona
I’m fired up about painting my bedroom!
Pushing myself to use up the entire gallon of paint, I complete the first coat on the ceiling and walls and part of the second coat. I also bring the wall color up to the trim.
Lots of rain, on and off, throughout the day.
A reader suggests we purchase a rain barrel for the house. At first I set the idea aside, having other things to think about. As the day goes by, I keep coming back to the idea.
Hmm . . . Mike the roofer will install a new gutter and downspouts. When would be a better time to consider a rain barrel?
I shoot an email to Nancy in Florida.
She replies, “The rain barrel is a neat idea and untreated water would be nice for herbs and vegetables.”
Something more to buy! Home ownership is expensive!
Monday, July 16
The neighborhood wakes early this morning and the sounds of mowers fill the air. I develop a case of Lawn Mower Envy.
Our new mower is scheduled to be delivered today via Fed Ex. As soon as it arrives and I have her gassed up, I’ll join the neighborhood chorus.
That is, if it’s not raining.
Grey clouds hang above us every day now that we’re in the rainy season.
I patrol the yard collecting dog bones, dog toys, sticks and stones in preparation for the mower. I take up the stakes holding down the blue mat and fold it out of the way.
C’mon, Fed Ex! I want my mower!
Since I can’t mow . . .
I pull weeds out of our raised beds. They come out easily due to the soil being soft and moist. Two months ago it was like concrete. This work is a pleasant change from painting.
By 8:30 I have one and a half beds cleaned out.
Roger jumps into the bed and commences digging with a vengence. Dogs can turn the worst textured soil into fluff, better and faster than any tiller.
Reggie and Roger love it when I’m involved in an outdoor project.
They chase each other around the house, around the Best Little Trailer, through the covered patio area, around trees, etc. It’s hilarious! Roger in the lead, leaping over obstacles, making false turns and Reggie figuring out shortcuts (why go around the BLT when you can cut across under it?) and surprising Roger.
I lean on my hoe and laugh. Finally they collapse at the water bowl by the spigot.
That’s enough weed-pulling for now. I have a blog to write!
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