October 30, 2002
We were coming back from a walk yesterday and I took a good look at Ratcliff Ridge which is smothered with tall, stately saguaros. I remembered that when we first moved out here in the 80s there were even taller ones, but they were hit by lightning and destroyed. In nature, you can be punished for being too tall. Just like in business.

We were attacked by a gang of javelinas last night. Garbage cans tipped over, crap everywhere. They are worse than artists.

Did a couple more washes last night. Got it down pretty good, but now I need to move to the next level. Nervous and full of doubt.

"The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss it, but that it is too low and we reach it."
—Michelangelo