Right out the back door I'm looking at a juxtaposition I can't quite reconcile because Phoenix doesn't see that much snow. Ever. The last time it snowed in Phoenix was 1998 and a whopping .22 inches of precipitation was measured.... Read more →
It's good to finally see the grey, I said. Don't worry. She's reassuring. To someone. Don't worry, it looks like highlights. No one will ever know. But I want to know! I've earned this shift of light and dark. It's... Read more →