Some of this week's posts are prewritten since I am going on a road trip in search of, among other things, photos of the desert rain for the Cactus Rain website.
Granted [the State of] Nevada has us beat in the mountain department, but Arizona is full of mountains and ranges -- and the Mogollon Rim leading to the plateau that is home to the Grand Canyon and others.
We have rock mounds made of granite boulders, some with petroglyphs on them. Four miles from our house is a small (by standard) extinct volcano with whitish pertoglyphs on the black rocks - breath taking.
I'm heading south to the Tucson area and beyond. I will be exploring the southern mountain ranges - from the road, not hiking alone.
I'm looking forward to the trip and rather write about beautiful Arizona than the publishing industry, which is quiet right now.
Look at the blogs and industry news services, most of the 'news' is about eBooks and their host of readers, or fortune telling the future of the industry, which is silly. How could anyone have imagined ebooks 20 years ago? (Okay, StarTrek did, but we didn't get our hover cars, much less personal sized shuttles, who knew we would get their hand held communicators and desktop computers?)
The industry is quiet, busy setting their 2010 Christmas catalogue (yes, really) to debut at the BookExpo America coming in a few short months.
I'm enjoying this down time - perfect timing for a road trip. All the Cactus Rain writers are busy with rewrites adding a variety of adjectives to my name, heh heh heh...but so far, in the end, I am redeemed.
Happy writing my rainbabies and contest writers. Dazzle me when I return.
Showing posts with label My Arizona. Show all posts
Showing posts with label My Arizona. Show all posts
Wednesday, January 20, 2010
Tuesday, January 19, 2010
Winter Monsoons
The winter monsoons have begun. They will last a week, perhaps a slight bit longer. Growing up, my time was split between the bigness of Los Angeles and the vastness of the desert.
In the desert it was always a celebration when it rained. Wild flowers and cacti blooms were sure to follow and a temporary sparse green carpet would grow over the sand. It is perfect for the fruit trees too. (I desperately would like an orange tree and a white peach tree in my yard.)
When I was in Kindergarten we couldn't go out to play because when it rains in the desert, it doesn't mess around - it rains! Our teacher had us look at the drops dancing on the new "Lake Playground" and played Beethoven and Mozart as we watched the water dance in the water ball of a magical miniature kingdom.
I think of that every time I stand at the door to smell the clean scent and watch the drops dance on our swimming pool.
Just thought I'd share...I know you guys are cold. Someday maybe you can visit me during the winter monsoons.
In the desert it was always a celebration when it rained. Wild flowers and cacti blooms were sure to follow and a temporary sparse green carpet would grow over the sand. It is perfect for the fruit trees too. (I desperately would like an orange tree and a white peach tree in my yard.)
When I was in Kindergarten we couldn't go out to play because when it rains in the desert, it doesn't mess around - it rains! Our teacher had us look at the drops dancing on the new "Lake Playground" and played Beethoven and Mozart as we watched the water dance in the water ball of a magical miniature kingdom.
I think of that every time I stand at the door to smell the clean scent and watch the drops dance on our swimming pool.
Just thought I'd share...I know you guys are cold. Someday maybe you can visit me during the winter monsoons.
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