It's night in the desert, and it is lovely. I was watching the most incredible grace and choreography of the bats that are feeding around the lights in the parking lots. It is like watching a ballet. I stand in the semi-darkness of the night near the hotel and watch then swoop and swerve. It is almost magical and mystic. It calms me. I think it's beautuful.
Did some cruising in the PT. Found another little shopping adventure in Fountain Hills that I think Lor will enjoy, then we're off to a Festival of the Arts in Scottsdale. Even though Scottsdale in notoriously expensive... they do have incredible artwork and not all of it requires a second mortgage...
I am working very hard and staying firmly on the "Complete Train Of Denial" when it comes to thoughts of returning home.
More later...
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