Sometimes your neighbors courteously allow you to feel like you might be out of the city and away from the desert, at least when you look just at their house:
Sometimes it is just too hot for sidewalk chalk even through the sun is already setting behind the aforementioned camper, and the hose needs to make an appearance instead:
Sometimes the best way to play with a hose is to try to blow or spit the water as far as you can (and maybe drink some along the way since it’s just so hot and dry):
Sometimes when you notice Mom is taking pictures, the best response is to be goofy for the camera:
Sometimes, once you’ve cooled off, a wandering urge takes over and you just have to walk, and walk, and walk, all around the block, despite your bare feet and lack of clothing, and examine all the weeds growing in the sidewalk (we can call that “urban nature study”, I think 🙂 ) :
Sometimes, it is just good to be outside, together, finally starting to feel at home in a place again.
little thoughts 