More Monsoon Madness. Walking up Morning Star Road the other day, I caught this monster storm scene with the clouds rolling in and a giant saguaro leaning in for the mositure. Pretty sweet. This was 6 a.m. on Tuesday.
Writing this from a very cool place. Here's a hint. Mark Twain said the coldest winter he ever spent was a summer in this cool berg. After the summer we've had I can't tell you how wonderful it is to be cold!
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