Leaving Tucson

In a day and a half, we leave Tucson.

How does that feel? Well, half the story is already written: we love where we are going.

The other half made us feel pretty good, too: the temp in Tucson hit 103 degrees today (65 in Anacortes).

I don't want to hide in an air-conditioned house, but that's what I end up doing here. Part of it's the heat, and part is the pollen. The valley is filled with blooming trees that are stunning and viciously itch-inducing. My eyes seem to be the major complainers.

Even so, it is hard to leave the home we have had, at least part time but mostly full time, for the past nearly 27 years.

Of course it's mostly the people. We know many people here, have some friends, have even more family.

But we have friends and family in many communities, in many states, and have learned to live without being in physical contact with them.

So we think this won't be any different: we will miss them, but it seems that in this modern world we can't have them - not all of them.

None of these observations will keep me from trying to get everyone permanently together in a microcosmic universe. We may be apart, but we don't have to like it, and we don't have to tolerate it. So now it's time for some serious plotting. Hehe.