At my age I should being thinking more of getting rid of clutter rather than adding to it. I like to tell our daughters Katy and Sarah that some day they can have it all. I’m not sure they find that very funny anymore, but hey, if you’re going to inherit the home then I’m afraid the clutter comes with it. I just hope everyone remembers some of the stories that go with it all.
Arizona white oak is Quercus arizonica. I’ve come across some magnificent ones over the last 28 years of living near them and hiking among them. We do have some planted in our yard as well, grown from collected acorns. They too have stories. Oh, and that’s Ms. Mesquitey’s hand in that photo of the trunk of the huge white oak I’m jabbering about in this episode.
The other photos give you a little idea of the sort of clutter found on the book shelves in our home near the banks of the Ol’ Guajolote. (Hmm, someone needs to dust.) I’m a big fan of those sombrero ash trays and they can hold some cool stuff. Call me the “King of Klutter!”
