First things first – I’m in Arizona!
I survived the drive over from California, and have been exploring the Tucson area. Tonight is just a short post since I’m pretty tired. I’ll tell/show you a few of the crazy signs I’ve seen this week. I didn’t get a pic, but I saw one last week driving along a state highway through the mountains that said THIS ROAD MAY BE CLOSED AT ANY TIME. No other context, no other information – just a notification that I may suddenly have to detour 100 miles out of my way without warning. Sweet!
The one this morning actually cracked me up:
Um, OK. How exactly am I suppose to alter my driving to take this into account? And why do I need to exercise caution? In case I accidentally look into the eyepiece and see an extremely distant object? I can hear the complaints before this sign went up – “Why didn’t you tell me I might see the Omega-Centauri Globular Cluster! The horror!”
Here’s another one that I should have worked into my last post about the Salton Sea, but I forgot:
Yep, that fabulously unique place that I called the Salton Sea is ACTUALLY the Sonny Bono Salton Sea NWR. Yes, THIS Sonny Bono. I looked for Cher’s National Park, but haven’t seen it yet.
In other news, the prickly pears are ripening nicely.
I can tell you now from personal experience that the fruits are soft and deep purple when ripe, they contain a wonderful smelling juice, and the outside of the fruit is covered with many dozens of tiny, almost-invisible spines that can nevertheless penetrate deeply and painfully into one’s fingers. Ah, curiosity.
Finally, I will leave you with a bad picture of what Wile E. Coyote sees at the end of every episode:
It’s the blurry backside of a roadrunner zipping away at high speed, never to be seen again.