Well, here I am again writing from the beautiful Sonoran Desert where it is 86 and sunny. The flowers are starting to pop and people are carrying their cameras everywhere they go. Hikers are all about looking for the newest bloom. We were at the Big Mesa Flea Market that covers three parking lots, and if you cannot find what you want there, it does not exist. Perhaps those of you who have visited Mesa will be familiar with this gigantic winter resident attraction... It is kind of a yawn for us, but we always take company there. People watching is the best. I have never seen so many tattoos on senior citizens in my life. I am really trying to find out why. Oh well, to each his own.
Three of us from here always attend the big tennis tournament at Indian Wells, California . We always stay for five days and go together on a condo and food. One can literally be eight feet away from all the big players when they are playing on the side courts and the seats in the big stadium are to die for. We enjoy both. My friends have the tennis channel on their TVs and I am envious, but I get by. Federer did not look good this time around and Nadal was just getting his shore legs after a difficult time. Sharapova still has her grunt down and in fact we thought it has increased in volume...eek. I cannot listen to it for very long. It is always fun to see all the new tennis outfits that hit the scene. Venus Williams was not there, but her latest line of tennis fashions were. It seemed that bright yellow was the color to be seen wearing. Venus' look was more on the nautical scale. Two days of the games were sold out and there were many more patrons this year than last. Can we attribute it to a better economy?
While in Indian Wells, we experienced a 4.7 earthquake. It happened while we were checking out of our condo when suddenly all the workers ran into the middle of the street. We just stood still and waited for it to subside. I have experienced worse quakes, so I found it to be simply a slight movement of the floor. Aftershocks did occur, but we did not feel them. No damage was reported, thank God. This whole experience added to the excitement of a great trip.
You have all suffered through a brutal winter, and so I am praying for an early spring in Minnesota. Our son checks on our house a couple times a week and the steep driveway has been plowed many times. Our gas delivery is crucial to the well being of our home. So far so good.
I am reading a good book titled "The Light Between Oceans," by M. L. Stedman. It is a beautiful novel about isolation and courage in the face of enormous loss. It gets into your heart stealthily and you can only watch, transfixed as every conceivable choice becomes an impossible one. I could not put it down and I read it through with tears and hope. It is a great book for a book club review with discussion questions in the back. Give it a go if you feel so led.
Be safe and warm. Happy Easter and a blessed Passover to all. SHALOM