these are a few of my favorite things
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Liberty Market
 
I’ve been working at the Liberty Market in downtown Gilbert. I am so excited for this restaurant to open. It will be part market honoring the history of the building and part restaurant. Liberty Market has a Renato wood burning pizza oven; and the restaurant will also serve fresh salads, paninis and sandwiches, as well as beer and wine. There is a real espresso bar with a focus on the art of espresso. The business will be open from breakfast to late night; and it also offers free Wi-Fi.
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It’s been a strange few weeks around here with the insect observation. I’ve had a rather intimidating sized spider living above our door, her three foot web strung tightly between the palm and the grapefruit tree. I’ve left her alone because I am weary of the mosquitos. She could easily straddle a half dollar.
Tonight, we noticed a three-inch-long green dragonfly by the outside lamp. Dragonflies also eat mosquitos, and their larvae eat mosquito larvae. Crazy, eh? Look at those wings!
Happy Thirtieth Birthday David!
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a myth is a female moth
It’s funny the strange phrases one remembers from junior high.
Last week, as I was watering my garden, there was movement under the chard as something rather large struggled to avoid getting soused. I thought at first it must’ve been a mouse or lizard even though I have never seen a mouse at my house nor a lizard of that size, but a rather large moth started crawling up the wall. It was bigger than my lens cap, and the beautiful pink markings made me grab my camera.
prescott
Last week, David and I drove to Prescott.
Ahhh…out of town…it was so nice to get out of the heat, and even better that David went too. We had a wonderful time. We stopped at the Rock Springs Cafe both on the way up and back. In Prescott we stayed in a little B&B called the Gurley Street Lodge. The owner’s wife was an artist, and I was able to spend quite a bit of time talking to her about art. That was encouraging. We walked around town, shopped, drank beer, watched the clog dancers, and hung out in The Raven.
This is the cabin in which we stayed. Full kitchen, two bedroom, nice and clean. The weather was amazing; on our drive up, it was pouring rain.
You know you want some world famous whisky pecan pie. You do.
David wanted a red cream soda, but we didn’t have any cash. The minimum for debit was ten dollars, so I bought some local orange blossom honey. Mmmmm…
The Raven serves local and organic food whenever possible. I had a salad and soup as well as an iced americano here. They have lots of art on the walls and support the music scene as well. David and I hung out here for a few hours. I read a book about photography, and he read one about a journalist traveling to China.
And how many coffee shops in your neighborhood have the awesomeness that is this?
roadtrip to tucson
Earlier this summer, Aimee, Stephanie, Ryan and I traveled down to Tucson to get out of town. The heat was inescapable as Tucson has relatively the same temperature as Phoenix, but it does have an interesting artsy, indie, hippie culture which is an oasis in itself. In the downtown fourth avenue area, we ate at a vegetarian restaurant with a morroccan theme for lunch, purused the books at a liberal bookstore, and drank coffee at a stand with a back patio. I watched the three others pick up mesquite pods from the dirty sidewalk in front of where we parked; they intended to make flour from the pods, but Stephanie said they went bad after a couple of forgotten weeks in the car. We also picked up native Arizonan seeds from the Native Seed Search store. We finished the day trip with a visit to a local coffee roaster where Aimee managed to talk the owner into buying all of our drinks, and we ate dinner at the Korean restaurant next door. And we played “Hinky-Pinky” for about a full dirty hour on the return drive.
tomorrow they return!
Kishu can’t wait for everyone to come back home. He’s had just way too much fun partying nonstop for a week, and he’s quite worn out from it all.