Cool weather's gone, rain's gone, back to the heat! It's supposed to get up to 94 degrees here today. Guess I was premature in saying I'm glad it's fall. A/c's working well, though.
This morning, we went down the trail to the Rio Grande to empty trash cans. That's always a pleasant part of our week, because really, I am going there to take pictures. I'm always looking for photo ops. We love going down the trail because when we stop the mule engine, all we hear is the wind and a few birds. We usually just sit for a few minutes and soak up the silence and the beauty of the country.
The first two pictures are some fossil imprints in the rocks on the rocky cliff above the Rio Grande (or Amistad Lake). At one time, this entire area was a shallow, warm water sea, and fossils abound.
We scared up a large buck and I tried to get my camera ready to take pictures of him, but by the time I could get him in focus he was already far away. We had taken a little road that splits off the trail and goes on down toward the river. Border Patrol uses this road to ostensibly see or capture illegals crossing in that area. Just as we were leaving, Gary spotted a ring of rocks by the road. As you can see, someone had tried to protect this beautiful, small white cactus. I tried to find the name on the internet but had no luck. I didn't touch it to see if it was soft! Doubt if it was.
The view of the lake, or river, that you see is looking east from the confluence of Seminole Canyon and the Rio Grande (or Amistad) where the river takes a large swing to the south. The land you see at the right of the picture is Mexico. The spiny green plants in the foreground are ocotillo (oh-ko-TEE-yo). We keep waiting for them to bloom so we can show you some pictures.
We're still having refrigerator woes. The temperature continues to climb and fall erratically (well, mostly climb). We are hoping that Bob Tiffin, the owner of the company that manufactured our motor home, will be able to get something done for us. It will be a whole month next Wednesday that we have been struggling with the Norcold company to get our refrigerator fixed. Well so much for "made in America"! Norcold fridges are made in Ohio. They've got lousy customer service. I'm glad we have the refrigerator up in the maintenance barn (about 2 miles away) to keep our frozen food, otherwise we'd have lost it all again.
But that's minor...we have our health and eyes to see and ears to hear, and a beautiful land to enjoy. What more can you want?
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