Comma Dot Comma

For some reason I keep getting surprised by the mix of loveliness and trouble that I encounter as I move through life. There are very few pure moments– everything is jumbled together. I’m thinking about Sudan but Arizona insists on oozing its gorgeousness all over my metaphorical windscreen. A drive of an hour or two in almost any direction will yield gasp-worthy vistas; a close study of any square yard of mountainside compels me to look closer, and yet closer, at the intricately balanced system of flora and fauna.

To wit:

Oak Creek Canyon, near Sedona

View of Sedona’s Red Rocks from a mesa top near Prescott

Desert Flowers with a Blurry Butterfly

Rainbow outside Tuscon

View at dusk, northbound from Tuscon

First comes love, then comes marriage!  Congrats and celebration (including sliding across the wood floor in socks, little skips, and big grins) go out to Super Sumner House Sarah and her beau Jonathan, now engaged!  Couldn’t happen to a better pair.  Sarah and I became friends the week before our freshman year of college, in a special orientation for people who like volunteering called NOSOCO.  She is as silly and practical and creative and kind as ever, and very wise.  I met Jonathan only a few months ago, and he is silly and passionate, creative and kind.  And the big hair is a plus, too!  A match made in heaven, indeed.
Here’s a picture of them from our trip to New York in June.