Christmas in Tucson - Saguaro-ho-ho!

If today is special for you, I hope it's special for you. Tucson looks like it's really straining to snow for our benefit, but I say Relax, Tucson. It's all good.

I'm going to share a couple of webby things:

• David Cain's latest Raptitude post, "How much does it cost to be you?" 

• a new Google+ community for RVers and fans of the RVing life. 

One of my job applications brought a phone interview for tomorrow. The job sounds cool and off-beat and maybe right up my side-street, if you know what I'm saying. Temporarily! 

Saguaro skeletal remains. 

One cactus is not like the others.

Our first backpack sighting.

We don't understand how this works. In Ithaca, you look suspicious if you're not wearing a backpack.

Wooden you?

Anna Whack National Wildlife Refuge, Texas

Marshy Brady was the cute one.

We spent our first night on the prairie - WOWZERS can it storm here!  The volunteers here agreed that it was scarypants last night, which made me feel less like a pansy.  Everyone considered running for the community center except for those newcomers who didn't know about a community center.

We hold no grudges agains the Prairie, though, because it's awesome here.  And, if you're sick and tired of Judy's crisp, breathtaking, professional-grade wildlife photography, boy howdy! have you come to the right blog.

We rolled in yesterday, and Judy had a spot picked out for us.  We have a front-row view of the horizon.  I love horizons.

Solstice Sun.  

Judy, Emma and their rig.  Does the motorhome have a name, Judy?

Crawfish nest?  The heck, Texas?

Two of us are not Judy.  None of us are Emma.

Prairie seashell.  I blame Ike.

I took this picture!  I'm so proud, and I hope you see this one before you see Judy's.

Snow Geese and the Seven Other Geese

The rarely-captured Blogger

Her Weapon of Choice

This?  Not a toilet.

Safety First:  only look at the sun when reflected in a marsh.

She aims!  She shoots!  She SCORES!

We got to see some parts of Anahuac (ANa whack) National Wildlife Refuge that are only open to staff and volunteers.  Cool!   Judy knows every bird who has ever napped, snapped, or flapped on the Refuge.

Galveston Bay

Judy invited us to stay on for Christmas dinner, and we accepted with grateful hearts and drooly mouths.