Tonight is the last night of a great week with Judy's sister Karen (Also known as Klink). We walked in the desert, ate much good food, played a few card games, volunteered at Cross Street, went to church, enjoyed the company of some good friends (David and Ginny Kral; Ed and Deb Drouin), enjoyed a concert in the park, checked everyday on the newly hatched humming birds, completed two puzzles, made some wire sculptures, and generally enjoyed our time together. We've been trying to convince Karen to stay a few more days, but she says she didn't want to start smelling like fish. We'll have to be satisfied with good weather, good times, and the ever present knowledge that life is good, especially today.
Here the sisters are communing with the saguaros.
Of course, every Tucson visitor needs to enjoy a Sonoran Hotdog.
One morning, Karen whipped up this breakfast pizza.
And we lunched at our favorite taco truck, Nene's.
Finally, we had to align Karen's chakras. Like the Beach Boys used to say, "Good, good, good vibrations."
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