The Problem with the Desert

The problem with Tucson in the warm season (in Tucson, it is either warm or it isn't warm; there's no spring, summer, fall, or winter) isn't the heat, or the dryness. It's the god damn mosquitoes. I just got at least three bites around my ankles in the past 15 minutes or so. And I just killed one of the little pricks. Ohhhh I hate mosquitoes. Salt Lake City better not have very many mosquitoes.

It was very difficult to tone down the language in this post.

Goodbye Mr. Cardinal

We found the male cardinal on our porch this afternoon. He probably hit a window. It's incredibly sad. Tiffany says she had just seen him feeding the female cardinal the other day. We buried him next to the tree that the cardinal feeder hangs on. It was really really sad. I'm so sorry.