Our January Afternoons

January in Phoenix is heavenly.

The mornings are crisp in the 40s and the afternoons are just about perfect in the mid 70s. 

Early morning arguments over jackets versus cardigans are thrown aside to afternoon sunshine and bare feet in the vegetable garden.

Our mornings disappear like the blink of an eye, and before I know it school is over and we get to play.

And we get to pick fresh oranges and snack.

We walk the dog and/or attempt to escape his incessant biting.

And visit the neighboring goat.



Meanwhile I inspect every blossom, bud and sign of new growth in the garden and around the yard.

 (purple pansy)

(snapdragon) 

(amaryllis)

(snap peas)

(yellow grapefruit)