When I first moved to Arizona, there were people (cough, mom, cough) who said how brown it was. How there were no flowers or green places. Yes, Arizona is brown. And yes, we do have flowers. If you spend enough money on water, you can even grown grass!
After six years of living in the low desert, I have learned to love the subtle beauty of cactus and sage bushes.
Last Sunday, I was getting restless. I packed up the dog, my camera and hit the road for an adventure.
One of my favorite signs to see! I wish I had a picture of the couple that was riding down the road.
Not your typical desert house. Reminds me of home.
If you know anything about Phoenix, you’ll recognize Central Avenue!