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"When I first moved to Phoenix, my grandma took every opportunity to tell her friends that she was older than the state her grandson now called home." When my chiropractor told me this the other day, I cocked me head to the side to consider the comment. But, indeed, his grandma (born in 1910) was... Continue Reading →
The last few times I've logged into WordPress, the typically blank page has been supplemented with a simple prompt. I've been lacking motivation lately, so I'll bite. When I was young, my father wore the same shirt every time he did yard work. The shirt had skeletons and read: "Arizona... but it's a dry heat."... Continue Reading →
Do you want to know a fun fact about Phoenix? Despite being a desert, we typically experience a few flash floods per year. There are two reasons for that. Firstly, the terrain is flat and the ground dense clay, which is not particularly porous. Secondly, the monsoon storms often entail Seattle-like days of drizzling interspersed... Continue Reading →
Hello! How are you? What exciting things are going on in your life? How is vaccine rollout going in your city? How is your creative spirit these days? Do you have any plans for the week ahead? It's 80 degrees in Phoenix and I am insanely jealous of the snow I'm seeing across others' posts,... Continue Reading →
Rumor is that a cold spell is sweeping the country, blanketing cars and yards with snow and making otherwise excitable dogs anxious about going outside to do their business. Meanwhile, Phoenix has been dipping into shirts and t-shirts weather and enjoying the 10-week period during which it doesn't feel like we're living in an oven... Continue Reading →
Ashen clouds billow and sprawl across the northern sky,sauntering slowly over Pike's Peak and Black Mountain.Elegant dress hems are momentarily caught on rising hilltopsas Phoenix welcomes her queen and savior. Clear blue skies bow to their guest and retreat,feathery white ice crystals trailing behind.The navy-gray scene becomes a black and white film,thick gray clouds fading... Continue Reading →
my dreams lie dormantamongst this rotting metropolisnestled beneath the 13th floor awningcramped in the crevice betweenthe croissant connoisseurs and the well-dressed menwielding pink tape measures my dreams are dying in this suburban shoe box,lined with thin, decorative paper depictingmidwestern corn fields and a whale journeying homebrown-tipped pothos dangle daintily from the ceilingpeering down at tiny... Continue Reading →
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