dust.... Minor inconvenience, or grimy granules of Perilously pernicious particles.

The pic must be clicked.

The palm tree.

The weather forecasts are calling for the next two days to have a high temperature of 106° for both days, but then a cold front is supposed to sweep through southern Arizona and  the temperatures are predicted to plummet into the low 90s.... I've already prepared for this by getting out my winter coat and heavy wool socks.

I've been spending some time cleaning up the Arctic Fox a bit, it's not something I enjoy but my outdoor time is so limited because of the heat that I'm relegated to finding things to do indoors including jobs I consider distasteful, and one of the jobs I find objectionable is dusting.

For those of you that are used to dusting a house that doesn't go anywhere, dusting an RV is entirely different, I don't use a rag and some Pledge, I use a shovel and a wheelbarrow. I don't wipe some dust off the table, I move the dust to find the table. I don't know where it all comes from, it's like I'm living in the dust-bowl of the 1930s, there is dust everywhere in the Arctic Fox.

There is dust up high on my highest shelf, and dust down low on the floor. I've got dust bunnies the size of tumbleweeds, and my linoleum floor looks like it's carpeted. I don't know how it gets in here. It's been too hot to open up a window since I've had full hookups and turned on the air conditioner, so it's not coming in the windows, the air conditioning filter is not clogged up, well not totally anyway, so it's not coming in there. And my roof vents are always sucking air out not in, so it's not coming in there. That only leaves two other possibilities, the Arctic Fox is manufacturing dust itself, or the Arctic Fox is full of holes.... And therein lies the answer which I will discuss tomorrow since this post is getting a little long-winded.

                                                                                                   theboondork  

This flower is perfectly shaped to catch and hold a couple of spoonfuls of water, that's pretty smart for a flower and very useful if you live in the desert.

The sprinklers that come on every night to water the lawn in front of the outdoor stage are struggling mightily to keep the grass alive but already brown patches are starting to show in the once immaculate lawn.

This morning's sunrise at the Fairgrounds. I'm trying to force myself to wake up earlier in the morning so it's still cool enough to do something outside, it's not easy for me because I need my beauty sleep. But looking in the mirror this morning I think I've gone way beyond anything sleep can help and need a coma.