And What to My Wondering Eyes Should Appear

When I awoke a few days ago, this vision presented itself in my front window. I thought "Oh, it's a boat." Kent said "That is some boat." He then proceeded to point out what I, in my ignorance, had missed. Two Viper V10 engines, all leather interior, tri-hulled, sleek aerodynamic design, and speed speed speed. He talked to our neighbor who said, with a sigh, "Yeah, it's my son's and he says it will do 100 on the water." Having sons that own bullet bikes, we understood the sigh. Kent was impressed; I saw a flaming leather lined coffin. Our personal world truly is subjective.

Neighbors

I live at the mouth of a southwest canyon so our neighbors tend to be a little unusual. This gila monster was sunning itself on a nearby patio when the owner (which in itself is a subjective term; who was there first?) decided his territory was being invaded and the monster would have to go. We regularly have quail, lizards, roadrunners, and rabbits. Kent sees the shyer side of the desert, such as tarantulas, turtles, and some large creature with glowing eyes which followed him down the trail during his 4 am run. I would love to see those residents, but they don't regularly visit my kitchen or office. I guess I really do need to get out more often. I will, just as soon as I finish this home work (which I am feeling guilt plagued about as I write this frivolous blog) and get dinner ready. Meanwhile, I will live a vicariously exciting life through the eyes, feet, and camera of my adventurous husband.