Roll, and I wish I could still be out in our National Parks.
However, Cactus League Baseball (and a rental casita) beckoned me back toward Phoenix.
I completed my lap of the sandy South West in Joshua Tree National Park. It used to be just me and the rock climbers who visited the helter skelter boulder fields. Now everyday American citizens and people from other places are drawn to its subtle beauty. There's even Boy Scout Troops on merit badge missions.
I always envisioned the terrain to be the playing field of Giants engaged in a contest of "Stack 'em High." I'll admit I moved a couple of large stones around to improve the overall Feng Shui of some random piles. No biggie. A good upper body workout. That's how I roll.
In retrospect, I would rather be in a campsite than a casita. Baseball could have waited a few more days.
This was a lot better trip than Texas in the Spring of 2015.
I still have heaps to learn in retirement. Good thing work doesn't interfere with my class time.
Cheers from Litchfield Park, AZ.
That's a Happy Hour story too. Like I said, still learning.