Drove up to Prescott on Friday afternoon. By the time I got to Dewey, the temperature dropped from 103 to 73—30 degrees!—and it rained! Man, that was nice.
Landed at Buckey O'Neill's Resort and ran into a happy Mexican in the parking lot.
"There is a great hunger in our culture for grand mythic narratives. They dramatize the spiritual truths and longings that shape our world."
—Adam Kirsch, in The Wall Street Journal