Everywhere you go in Phoenix, you will find no snow on the ground. For snow you have to go to the mountains. Choices, it’s good to have choices. Do you snow ski?
But oh, the sand. It is the desert after all. Sand underfoot, sand in your shoes, sand in your car. And when there are sandstorms it gets in your mouth, your eyes, your hair, everywhere. I love the tepid temperatures of sandy Phoenix, and the thorny plants, the florals, the cactus. It is beautiful.
Look for more next week.
Have you been to the desert? Have you been to Phoenix?