chronic
old and in the way
Took the kids out to Joshua Tree for a couple of days. The campgrounds were full (they always are these days... when I used to go out there a lot about 15-20 years ago they were never full) so we stayed at the Joshua Tree Inn, not realizing when we checked in that this was the motel where Gram Parsons died. He died in room 8, we were in room 4. They have a little shrine out in the courtyard. So now Matthew, my oldest, is fascinated with Gram Parsons. Gonna have to dig out some Burrito's CDs and Grievous Angel for him.
The desert is beautiful this time of year with lots of wildlife, wildflowers blooming and a lot of the cacti budding (they'll bloom in the next couple of weeks), good weather but a bit of icy wind.
Matthew found himself a Mojave Rattler (the nasty kind with neurotoxic venom)... a young one not more than a foot long. He was a little nervous about it, but convincing Michael, the younger boy (his 6th birthday is today) not to play with it was no easy feat.
Okay.
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The desert is beautiful this time of year with lots of wildlife, wildflowers blooming and a lot of the cacti budding (they'll bloom in the next couple of weeks), good weather but a bit of icy wind.
Matthew found himself a Mojave Rattler (the nasty kind with neurotoxic venom)... a young one not more than a foot long. He was a little nervous about it, but convincing Michael, the younger boy (his 6th birthday is today) not to play with it was no easy feat.
Okay.
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