July was a mellow month. For the first time we had uninterrupted weeks in between trips or guests. Not that we don’t love both, but it was luxurious to just sit back and enjoy life.
I volunteered at the Prescott Indian Art Market and attended the Western History Symposium.
Our friend Christina returned from a nine-month Guantanamo deployment, and we joined in on a weekend-long celebration at Juniper Well Ranch and Barnstar. We rented cabins for the weekend, hiked, biked, and consumed copious amounts of food and beverage. One hike was to the giant 1800-year old juniper that the Granite Mountain Hotshots saved from the Doce Fire (just 10 days before 19 of them perished in the Yarnell Hill Fire on June 30, 2013).
We did some home improvement projects, like replacing the attic fan, improving the lighting in the party room, putting in a fan over our balcony seating area, and re-flooring our bedroom.
But mostly we enjoyed watching the monsoon skies and storms.
In August we continued to watch the storms — and watch the wildflowers and our gardens thrive.
We saw some music at local bars and at the Mile High Brewfest.
We had a wonderful visit from Molly. We had dinner at Carol and Rick’s and hiked the Centennial Trail (with petroglyphs) with Bill.
And then we set off for the Grand Canyon. There was a fire above the North Rim, so visibility was limited in the eastern part of the canyon, but it made for some interesting views. The trip home included (as will all future trips) a stop in Williams at the Pine Country Restaurant for pie.
The next day we took the canoe out on Lake Watson.
And we attempted another hike, but the weather caused us to truncate it.
The same storm however made for a beautiful sunset.
Sadly we had to take Molly back to the airport, but we squeezed in one more outing on the way to Phoenix: Montezuma’s Castle, a Sinagua cliff dwelling. Ted and I spent the rest of the weekend in Scottsdale, celebrating an anniversary, before returning to Prescott.