Every year at this time of year I feel relief at having escaped the cholla of southwestern Arizona and moved into southeastern Arizona, a land of dry grass, mesquite trees, and oaks. A local person told me how, in a good monsoonal summer, the grass grows green and reaches up to the belly of a cow. It would be fun to see that -- you would only have to tolerate a lot of 95 F heat. Even that is too much for me.
This part of Arizona is not all that popular with standard snowbirds, looking for iconic Arizona desert scenery. It won't be all that colorful here like it will be in southwestern Arizona when the cacti bloom. It is surprising that I have learned to appreciate the austere tawny beauty of a spring morning in southeastern Arizona.
Of course a person can also learn to appreciate the opening of Brahms Piano Concerto #2.
Today I will drive with my friend to the semi-metropolis of the area. It is only a month from the solstice, so I suppose the sun already has enough strength to kill my dog in a parked car. I am ahead of the game in my spring chores, so it is time to fantasize an early escape from Arizona, perhaps via a new escape route.
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What is your rush? The months of March and April are about the best part of the year there. Slow up a little and I'll catch up with you; maybe in New Mexico.
Tucson-Phoenix-US93 to Boulder Dam-Vegas will probably be torture. I might opt for the sneaky flanking movement of western NM.
There is also a western flanking movement, staying just west of Las Vegas.
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