Julie Lyles Carr

They did not thirst when he led them through the deserts; he made water flow for them from the rock; he split the rock and water gushed out. Isaiah 48:1 The dry places. The desert. We all wander them from time to time. Metaphorically. Physically. Sometimes metaphysically. Jesus spent His time there. The Israelites ambled there for forty years. The…
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~My Baby~ ~doing biz-ness of the lanai of our casita~ ~casita~ ~what a fun word to say~ ~casita, casita, casita~ ~oh, and I like that guy in the picture~ ~a lot~ Sat, 06 Mar 2010 10:59:00 +0000julielylescarr

We’re not exactly pro golfers. I don’t even know that we could be called recreational golfers. As in, I haven’t picked up a club in a couple of decades, except to move it to a different spot in the garage. And Mike plays one a leap year. But the greens called to him on our trip. So he played 18…
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So after I got over my quail obsession, I moved on to cactus. Cacti. Cactus. I grew up in the high desert of Southern California, so it’s not like I haven’t had plenty of cacti exposure. Living adjacent to  Joshua Tree National Forest for nine years gives a girl lots of time to contemplate. But I don’t know that I…
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I discovered something I might just develop an slight obsession with while in Carefree, Arizona this past weekend. Quail. They scurried all around the grounds of the resort, chattering amongst themselves and picking through small stones for morsels to gnosh on. They were adorable. As we sat out on the patio one afternoon, a large group of them came chattering…
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