Desert Days, and on a more important note

After the odd rainy day here in Phoenix yesterday, today looks to be a nice, dry, sunny 58 degrees. I believe that’s the kind of day that calls for a long lunch with a bike ride after a morning’s work.

And I’d be remiss if I didn’t mention the foremost thing on my mind since the moment I woke up. Today marks one year since Rosa’s dad passed away. We miss you, Jeff.