Oh, right, we live in the desert

In the past couple days:

  • An Africanized /k/i/l/l/e/r/ bee chased me across my backyard and into the house.
  • My writer’s group has met by candlelight, because the evening monsoon took the power out.
  • A friend was stung by a scorpion that got up her pants leg.

(Not fun at all, that last–bites don’t tend to be dangerous for adults, but they do hurt an awful lot.)

Just a few friendly reminders that this is, in fact, the desert. 🙂

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