On Valentine’s Day, I invited DF to climb up into the Tortilitas. It had been 85F today and the air was still quite nice. As the sun began to set, the the magnificent Catalina Mountains and the Tortolita Mountains, which surrounded us, turned Valentine’s red.
The sun set at the same time that the huge yellow full moon rose.
We sat and watched, we prayed, we soaked it in and danced, naked in the moonlight.
Then, we sat down on a slab of granite upon a hilltop. We had a fine candlelight dinner….
She told me of her day and this humming bird nesting right by a door at the hospital where she works. It had two spring eggs. Everyone watches like expecting parents.