I guess it's about time that I shared a bit about The Move to Arizona. I have made monthly trips home to see the grandsons (Sawyer Brady was born December 17, 2010), except for this past month due to the work involved with directing the Fine Arts Festival. I love the climate here (although it's been a tad too cold lately for my thin blood), and the landscape is fabulous. Willow the Wonder Dog is probably the happiest. She gets a very long, sad face when we jump in the car bound for Los Angeles. "Why would we ever leave the ranch?" she says every inch of the 433 miles. Tillie Horse is doing much better since she adjusted and began putting on some weight. And feisty Pepito...well, he's just not so feisty any more. He has taken on the life of a retired gentleman, who is no longer afraid of visitors, and just wishes they'd share a bit off their plates and stay a while. He has gained a few pounds, and has more of a waddle, than a walk. The students are just great here, and they've kinda grown on me in a good way. Willow sees everyone of them as her own kids.
The best visit so far was when Chelsea (pregnant with Sawyer) and Jack made the October trip. Jack loves visiting the studios and amusing all the big kids with his painting and clay skills. He loves the wide open space, and green lawns, and visiting the horses Up Top. He flew in as Buzz Lightyear and trick-or-treated for his first time to a few of the local teachers' homes. I even captured a cicada for him so he could examine it's big ugly head and cellophane wings more closely. I sure do miss those two little ones, and am looking forward to squeezing them tight as soon as I can.
