I took a block-long walk down my sister’s street in Peoria, Arizona, and this is what I saw: (Please click on photos to enlarge.)
For Cee’s FOTD
I took a block-long walk down my sister’s street in Peoria, Arizona, and this is what I saw: (Please click on photos to enlarge.)
For Cee’s FOTD
Thank you for this walk through your sister’s neighborhood. Flowers are a delight to the eye.
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Thanks for coming along. It was a fun little exploration. Another day I’ll walk in the opposite direction.
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Beautiful neighborhood. Judy, I believe you went looking for the beauty of color and flowers you have at home. Am I seeing a little homesickness?
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Yes, a bit..I always miss Mexico when I leave.
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Always..
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Wow Judy! Your sister has a beautiful neighborhood. Glad you hd a chance to visit. We’re down on the East Cape again – right where we left off a year ago, although the beaches were closed then. Taking care of loose ends. When will you be home? Thinking about how much fun it will be when we get together again. In the creative spirit, Laurie
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I know. I would love to see you guys.. and La Ribera! Or, you here!!! By here I feel Mexico.
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What a lovely, colorful neighborhood! Almost like home, but not quite ~ ~ ~
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All of the colors in the flowers…none in the houses.
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And that’s what makes the difference!
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I wonder if those little Mexican doves have been coming into that area for a long time. We never had them here until about six years ago and I feel that it may be part of climate change.
Every time I lived in Arizona it was on the Navajo reservation at Drinking Water Falls Teec Nos Pos, Chinle Wash and Mexican Waters. At the time there were no paved roads into that part of Arizona and it took the greater part of the day to get there, but now you can do it in minutes~! Back then it was uranium we were looking for.
I saw a family of three (both parents and a little girl) die on Chinle Creek, they were there yelling from the top of the car, but there was no way we could get to them, though we tried throwing ropes, and we could do nothing to save them…The car broke loose from the rocks and rapidly went down stream~! Those flash floods would catch people who did not know the area and many thought they could ford the creeks~!
I was once “caught” in the Phoenix area by bugs~! I had a short project just north of there looking for underground steam pressure. The locusts (grasshoppers) were coming out of the ground and swarming~! (about every 17 years) They were so thick that they would drift up against the buildings like snow drifts and the smell of dead bugs was terrible. Unable to drive due to their clogging up the engine and windshield. (caution~! This may be the year~!)
They did drill and hit steam though, it was to be used to generate electricity, but they found that the chemicals in the steam were more valuable than the power station. I do not know the situation now, as that was 50 years ago. SAM
On Sun, Apr 11, 2021 at 12:46 PM lifelessons – a blog by Judy Dykstra-Brown wrote:
> lifelessons posted: “I took a block-long walk down my sister’s street in > Peoria, Arizona, and this is what I saw: For Cee’s FOTD” >
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I got caught in a grasshopper plague driving between Valentine, Nebraska and Murdo, S.D. one time. I had just bought a big bottle of my favorite cologne and we had to use it to wash the grasshoppers off the windshield. Horrible about the family who drowned. How traumatic…
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I am trying to organize my memories of those times. They may not be of interest to others but some day my progeny may find it interesting to look back on “olden times”. So many places back then that were just Indian trading posts in the desert, are now rather large towns. It was interesting going into those traiding posts, as the Navajos would weave rugs etc and this is what they used to pay their bill, and if they ran out of that, they used their heavy silver/jade jewelry as pawn items. I have a lot of stories to tell about those times among the Navajo, Ute, Pyute Indians…. It seemed that a lot of my work was on Indian lands, even up where you are from. Some funny, some sad, but all long gone for ever~!
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If you see this, can you tell me who you are? I only see “Someone.”
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I figured out who you are, Sam. Should have guessed but I now know how to look it up plus if Forgottenman sees the comments first, he adds your name. Isn’t it great to have friends to help look out after your interests?
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