Again today I walked for about a mile down the path that runs alongside the dry wash.
It's much different than walking on the tree-lined sidewalk on Old King's Road back in Jacksonville, Florida. And there was no Winn-Dixie supermarket waiting for me at the end of the mile; so I turned around and walked back to the house.
I saw no quail today nor any roadrunners, but last night Mike asked me to go outside to the pool area and listen to the coyotes singing in the distance; it was a fine chorus indeed, accompanied by the barking and howling of many neighborhood dogs.
I edited to double-space this new paragraph five times and it still kept defaulting to a single space, so to heck with it.
Got some more unpacking of boxes done today. I found some of my old software disks (or is that 'discs'?) and will load them onto this computer eventually. And I also opened two large boxes containing some of my photo albums. Images of long ago people and events. Memories. Nostalgia.