Friday, January 18
Here’s a long view of our home in the desert. Do you see our camp?
No more putting off the laundry!
The crew and I squeeze into the Perfect Tow Vehicle which is crammed with dirty clothes and our quilts. On the way we stop at the campsite of Bill and Ann, friends we met at Quartzsite last year and who took us kayaking on the Williamson River last September. We received an email from Ann inviting us to stop by their campsite on the Darby Well Road.
More canine pals for the crew!
Sammy the beagle and Julie the dachshund come trotting out to say hello to their old pals, Bridget and Spike.
After a brief visit, the crew and I motor on into town to the Ajo laundromat. After five washer loads of laundry are washed, dried, folded, and put back into the PTV, the crew and I are ready to enjoy the sunshine at our camp home.
Again, a short time before sunset, I make a campfire.
And we aren’t disappointed!
Saturday, January 19
Today is a stay-at-home day. I clean and tidy up the inside of the BLT. I fill up the bird feeder to keep up with the increased demand brought about by a flock of eight doves and many, many purple finches. A gila woodpecker climbs up the birdfeeder post and gets his share, too.
That’s the extent of my productivity . . .
. . .unless you count more wood gathering. I pay my bills online, then sit in the sun reading. The crew and I go on a little adventure, investigating the washes that wind around between our campsite and the Ajo copper mine.
I think this is a perfect way to spend an afternoon. The crew seems to agree!
Bridget and Spike wear themselves out on our little hike, climbing in and out of washes, up and down rocky slopes. Upon reaching home they head straight for the water dish.
After a bit of confusion over who gets to nap in the canine condo, exhaustion takes over. Bridget curls up in the outdoor dog bed and immediately sinks into deep slumber.
And, once again, Spike gets his way, but, gee, isn’t he precious?
What a crew!