Little Jake, 1933 Remington-Rand Monarch (Remie Scout) On patio duty tonight as I warm up the grill for the steaks.
Majestic Saguaros wave to us as we whisk by at unholy speeds. This particular example is most likely a couple hundred years old. It certainly predates Arizona statehood.
The Dairy Queen “THING?”. Yeah, I don’t know what it is either.
Dust Devil prepares to assault freeway traffic ahead of us. These guys were out in force in the summer heat. “Dust Devils”, “Haboobs”, etc. You can tell we are a desert people because we have as many names for dirt blowing in the wind as an Inuit has for snow.
Mmmmmm, steaks! :D