This is one of those very fortunate times when I was able to wake up for no reason, stick my camera out the camper door, take this snapshot, and go back to bed.... Life is good.
Another beautiful day today and it looks like the 80° highs and single-digit humidity will continue well into next week or longer. After that it doesn't much matter what's going on in Wickenburg since I'll be heading east.
Other than that I haven't been doing anything but climbing a few hills and walking around the desert. I want to go watch some team roping at one of the arenas in Wickenburg but so far haven't worked up the ambition. I would also like to go visit the Vulture Mine, which is just down the road from me. I haven't been there for a while and I've heard they've changed things and made it more interesting, and I do love old mines, and the stories they tell.
I think one of the reasons that I enjoy watching team roping when I'm in Wickenburg is team roping is actually a Cowboys job. Cowboys didn't really ride bulls, unless they were as drunk as a skunk. They didn't wrestle steers, and they usually didn't ride bucking Broncos, especially now because I think they have better methods of breaking a horse that is less dangerous for everyone concerned. But roping a cow by its head and it's back leg to immobilize it so it can be medicated, or patched up, is a job Cowboys do every day. And when you're working on a ranch that has several thousand head of cattle getting that job done quickly and effectively is pretty important.
Another job Cowboys do all the time is "Cutting." Selecting one head of cattle out of the herd and making it move away from the herd and in the direction you want it to go, is a skill every cowboy needs. Because like team roping, Cutting is an everyday job.
They don't have cutting in rodeos, probably because it's too boring to watch. But to some folks watching a great cutting horse work is mesmerizing. Therefore even though they're not in rodeos, Cutting has its own competitions, and there's a lot of money to be made if you have a good cutting horse that can do well in those competitions.
I think this is a poppy but I'm not sure, there are so many wild flowers growing in Arizona right now I have trouble telling one from another. But I liked the petals of the flower. They each look like a perfect heart, or a butterfly depending on your mood.
Sorry about the quality of this lizard picture but I took it through the closed, tinted window of the Lance, a window, by the way, that only gets washed when it rains.
Taking a picture of desert critters is extremely difficult. Whether it's birds or lizards, their very skittish, very fast, and if I had tried to open the door or the window, he would have been gone in a split second... I gained this bit of knowledge through experience.
But I wanted to take this picture because he's missing his tail, and is in the process of growing a new one. Wouldn't it be cool if we could do that? I think I would want to grow a new brain, because it seems like most of my old one is missing.
Oddly enough, I took a picture of what appeared to be a pet's grave-site in my Congress Arizona boondocking spot, and now here's another pet grave in my new boondocking spot in Wickenburg.
You can't see it in this picture but near the bottom of the cross there's one of these little solar powered lights that light up at night, this pet was really special to someone. I don't know why I see these graves so often, It's like something draws me to these special places.