A Rare Treat

Another beautiful sunrise—our coach is parked so that the entry door and the windows directly across from our couch face the east—we get to watch the sky change color every morning, beautiful!

Leaving about 9am this morning we headed off to find a “cave” we had noticed a couple days ago.  The openings are not really caves, they are excavation sites for mineral seekers—many are only a few feet deep, some like the one we found last year are much deeper, room size.  We were strolling along and Michael said, “look up there,” as he pointed--

These two big guys were not concerned at all with the two people and the little black dog.  We stood and took photos for a long time, went and found our cave, came back and the sheep were still there.  We think these are desert bighorn sheep.  What a rare treat!!!

This afternoon Brenda and I went over to Quartzsite.  I needed some royal blue thread (I only have about 100 spools of thread at home, you would have thought I could have brought more variety than I did) and knew there was a small quilt store in Quartzsite.  After we located the quilt shop and the thread, we stopped at the local Beall’s and both of us found a couple things we couldn’t live without.  The Quartzsite grocery store leaves a little to be desired but today was actually not bad—decent produce but no regular size marshmallows—how are you supposed to make smores with miniature marshmallows??? 

Brenda invited us down for dinner tonight—that woman can cook.  She made enchiladas and a homemade apple pie.  Oh, my—I could have eaten the whole pie, it was so good! 

Now we are relaxing with our poor little dog who just howled when we got home, “how dare you leave me for 3 hours, how dare you!”  Emmi isn’t spoiled, oh no!