Several of us went out on the bombing range the other day. Picked up quite a few geocaches, but we also picked up trash. These are the Mexican sandals (slippers) the people wear over their shoes, so they don't leave footprints in the sand, as they walk into our country.
The desert is really really dry. About the only thing green are the larger bushes, trees and cacti. We found this poor little thing on a large rocky hill.
Love the funny pictures we get with these crazy cut-outs. My man and I have taken these pics since we began dating.
The neighborhood...it is not like home. Although we have a few families who are young, still work, have children and live here all year round. Most of the homes and RVs are retired folks. As I've noted before, we get together at the drop of a hat...happy hour (morning or afternoon)...work on someone's property...shop together...walk together. How often can any of us say, "Going to dinner at 4p at Lute's Casino. Come with us." And twenty-two people show up...Ummmm, that's why we go early, no reservations and the placed is packed most of the time. It doesn't work for any of us 'at home'.
I LOVE MUSIC...I LOVE TO DANCE
"I want to ride my bicycle, I want to ride my bike...fat-bottomed girls are riding today...."
oops...they're naked men...LOL
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